What do we carry from one year to the next? What remains after devastation, and what, despite everything, takes root again?

‘Turkmani’s lyrical, timeless, wandering poems insist on the world-remaking possibilities inherent in poetry.’ — Lena Khalaf Tuffaha, author of Something About Living

‘Nur Turkmani’s shimmering debut aches with longing—for beauty, for the sea and for freedom in all its forms. Filled with moments of arresting beauty, this collection moves in the direction of the horizon.’ — Zena Agha, author of Objects from April and May

‘Nur Turkmani’s writing reawakens our ability to feel … Bold in its scope and caring in its tone, October melds the mess of awe and grace and rage and grief to make a glittering, gripping whole.’ — Sylee Gore, author of Maximum Summer

‘A tender and heartbreaking collection … Nur Turkmani’s debut is a gorgeous, intimate ode to loss and to life.’ — Zeina Hashem Beck, author of O

‘A voice that grieves and aches, but above all, yells for revolution … Turkmani’s is the kind of writing that is so generous in giving all things life, animating objects and memories with emotion, and finding purpose in what feels stagnant or buried, but is truly resurrectable.’ — The Skinny

‘Airy yet weighted, dreamy yet lucid, tender yet edged with grief.’ — Wasafiri

‘Through friendship, love, care, and everyday landscapes … Turkmani draws a portrait of a city and life within it that is rich and haunted by violences.’ — Mizna

‘Offers a deeply personal take on Beirut’s place in an increasingly volatile world’. — Hyphen

Shortlisted for the Forward Prize for Best First Collection,

Shortlisted for The Pen Heaney Prize,

Winner of the Purple Ink Press Poetry Contest, selected by Chen Chen.

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‘The poems of Nur Turkmani’s October explore, in her native city of Beirut, the fallout of war and the ways in which, despite it, it is possible to protect the delicate sustenance of hope. In poems that are precise, deft, and variously courageous, October avows fidelity to friendship and love, all the more precious for the collection’s backdrop of violent crisis and historic rift.’ — PEN Heaney Prize

‘Turkmani writes with startling clarity about bodies, orchards, kitchens, music, and mothers, and what it means to stay awake in devastation without surrendering beauty … This collection remembers, refuses erasure, and dares to insist on joy.’ — Noor Hindi, author of DEAR GOD. DEAR BONES. DEAR YELLOW.

‘A gorgeous collection that glitters like the height of autumn and the sea in dream … At once heartbreaking and heart-building, this book knows that “we’re alive” and (in the very next line) “there’s much to lose,” so make it count, every word, each breath.’ — Chen Chen, author of When I Grow Up I Want to Be a List of Further Possibilities

‘[A] beautiful debut … October insists on poetry as a way of carrying across—of naming what persists when everything is under threat—so that even now, “to have lived is to have seen”, and seeing, however painful, remains an act of faith.’ — Hala Alyan, author of I’ll Tell You When I’m Home

‘Through a voice that is tender and compelling, and a generous, big-hearted vision, these poems accomplish the seemingly impossible: to recover with grace and dignity the untold cruelties of history, and to restore with passion and faithfulness the unabashed love for the places and people we call home.’ — Hayan Charara, author of These Trees, Those Leaves, This Flower, That Fruit