Tupelo Press  , forthcoming 2020

Tupelo Press, forthcoming 2020

“Noah Falck's Exclusions purports to leave everything out, and yet somehow this book has everything in it: birth, death, rust, sex, smoking, shadows, floodlights, Olympic mascots, how "the sun flattens / into a sort of messy bruise / over the lake." Falck is a deadpan Nostradamus, dispensing fast-hitting predictions and sour flashes of the past. "Teenagers can't get drunk / fast enough is what you think of / when you think of home." These poems are fraught machines that crack and fizzle, that think deeply and resist the low ground, that come from a place of uncanny wildness and heft.”
Natalie Shapero, author of Hard Child


Dostoyevsky Wannabe  , 2017

Dostoyevsky Wannabe, 2017

You Are In Nearly Every Future carries with it the feeling of a party that has long passed or a dream that’s grown hazy in the din of the alarm clock. Falck offers up tenderness and understanding in the face of some unknown encroaching darkness, and though it’s suggested that the worst hasn’t yet come, you can feel the warm weight of hope in every line.”
Matthew Bookin, author of Honest Days

You Are In Nearly Every Future is a meditation drunk on landscape and the noise of the times. It is a fragmented poem largely concerned with organizing consciousness through image and metaphor.



“Everyone wants one of these, I know. And I do mean to share my enthusiasm for this book with you. I want to give it to you, like an ice cream cone on the street in the middle of a rapidly warming day. I want you to feel the cloud of a snowman on your tongue. But mostly I want you to read these poems and be double-taken by them.”
Jake Adam York, author of Abide

“I hear Whitman in the poems in Snowmen Losing Weight. There’s more than a yawping echo here, there’s this huge tenderness and intellect, as well as a party’s worth of strangeness and play, and a lingering darkness.”
Nick Sturm, author of How We Light

“Snowmen Losing Weight may be one of the best-designed poetry books I’ve ever seen and the poems contained therein are equally badass.”
Ryan Ridge, author of Hunters & Gamblers

I see so much urgent seeing in these poems, seeing that wrestles between its desire to share itself and its confusion about whether to share itself with what it sees or into one special other set of eyes.”
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BlazeVox Books  , 2017

BlazeVox Books, 2017


"My Next Heart is a journey through a city the way it should be: many hands, many images, many cars with many windows down. There's the tender humor of Alana Kelley's "The Only Muscle I Work Out Is My Tongue" ("we'll sit facing one another / on the floor / and take turns french kissing") and there is the water's hollow echoing through the pages when Brian McMahon writes "life is the sound / of a pebble plunging / into the Buffalo River" and there is the confessional sadness of Tom Dreitlein. All of the work inside of this anthology sings to a different corner of the place where it was born. Even the work that isn't about Buffalo sings to a very particular emotional interior that builds its own, new home. You will love this anthology if you love a place you were born, or born again. You will love this anthology if you close your eyes from somewhere you are and dream of somewhere you want to be. There are many ways to see yourself in this bounty of lovely, furious, heartfelt, high stakes writing. I hope you will find at least one."

Hanif Abdurraqib, author of They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us


Poor Claudia  , 2012, out of print

Poor Claudia, 2012, out of print

“I walk for hours through a meadow,/my pockets leaking bacon bits” – this is how Noah Falck sees Bill Clinton, and more importantly, how Noah Falck sees us seeing Bill Clinton. Celebrities are mirrors in which we watch ourselves watching them. These poems purify that experience, and in doing so, clarify the beauty and sadness of fame – how much we want to matter, and that mattering now is largely tied up in fame. God, I fear, needs a press agent. The book’s Berryman epigraph – Peoples bore me – seems a head fake here — people do not bore Noah Falck. What surprises me most is how much he makes me feel for these people I feel nothing for. I mean you, Lindsay Lohan, and you, Tom Cruise. Here, you are resurrected…as human.”
Bob Hicok, author of This Clumsy Living

“Falck’s poems enliven the celebrity machine by infusing it with quirky humor through a re-orientation of context.”
Joshua Ware, author of Homage to Homage to Homage to Creeley