NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

NEW LOOK, SAME STORY. QUEER BOOKS FOR SYDNEY AND BEYOND SINCE 1982.

Alex Dimitrov

Ecstasy

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A fearless, revelatory collection from one of the most talked-about poets in America: intimate, heartbreaking and true

He explores sex, drugs, parties, pleasure, and God in the 2020s, and looks back to a coming-of-age in the 1990s that still informs who his generation is and will be. His unabashed and drivingly musical poems are a call against repression, a rebuke of cultural norms and shame, and a celebration of human authenticity – even if to live under such philosophies is dangerous.

In ‘Today I Love Being Alive’, we find the poet naked in his kitchen, eating a banana and obsessed with a new lover, declaring ‘I don't care about being remembered. / I care about . . . Strong men. Beautiful sentences. Italian leather’; in ‘Poppers’, he stands lightheaded in the bathroom at a bar, ‘thinking of what to do / with the rest of my life’, and issuing a warning to himself and us: ‘Poetry / is not a self-help book.’

Dimitrov is an iconographer of contemporary life, able to pin profound and timeless meaning to a fleeting encounter in the street. Ecstasy also engages with the poet’s Christian upbringing, interrogating faith as both an enemy and valve of catharsis, and a bedfellow of what this book celebrates and courts: profound human ecstasy.

Author: Alex Dimitrov

Hardback Published 29 July 2025 112 pages

I'm singing badly and a little frazzled from all the dancing, or maybe the boy whose eyes didn't meet mine. I'm stomping down a rain-soaked street in the middle of the night. I'm supposed to be going home but I'm fired up now. Ready to f*ck or to love, to shine and to commiserate. This is the feeling of reading the poems in EcstasyAlex is wholly responsible for this cacophony of emotions and bodily experiences. Thank you, Alex. You remind me why I live - Adam Zmith

Dimitrov is that rarest of creatures, a true poet and a truly contemporary poet. Thank god he’s here - Michael Cunningham, author of The Hours

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