The poems of Krishna's Anarchy evoke the meanings lurking in the book's title. Krishna's creation is one of spontaneous play, but the world after his departure is increasingly gripped by strife and despair; in the word 'anarchy' lies both utopia and chaos. This book journeys through spontaneity and despair, order and disorder, creation and destruction, weaving its poems through time and space before your very eyes. This is a book which speaks to turbulent times in turbulent, measured, stunning poems.