Eliza Griswold was recommended to me by Mckendy Fils-Aime when I asked poets to suggest other poets whose work I wasn't familiar with.
Griswold is primarily a journalist, and her poetry tends to be half-page poems that somehow manage to encompass both huge, international events, and small, personal parallels in about eight lines. They're rarely WOAH poems. Instead they're a series of quiet tremors.
Pokemon Key Chain
In the winter before the game's bold comeback
you bought a Snorlax figure
for the keys to my apartment
hoping it woud become our apartment
if you charmed it with the Pokemon most like me.
An ongoing conversation between writers and the text that they're reading.