The fowl is Her Reason
There are a few our bodies that emerge
into hope as a god
rises from the ocean, emotion and
reminiscence hold like dripping clothes—this
wish is like
coming into that heated red
on the mouth of a Delacroix lion,
stalwart, continually that red
which makes
my enamel pain and my epidermis feel
a hand that hasn't ever touched me,
the tree groaning outdoors becomes
a guy who knocks on my bed room window,
edge of purple on gold fur,
the pony, the wild
flip of its head, the rake of claws
throughout its again, the unfocussed,
swallowed eye.
Rare excessive Meadow of Which i would Dream is a ebook haunted by way of the afterlife of medieval theology and literature but grounded in quite smooth quandaries of hope. Connie Voisine’s woman audio system reverberate with notes of Marie de France’s tragic heroines, yet while Marie’s poems are locations the place women’s longings quick bloom and die in captivity—in towers and dungeons—Voisine makes use of narrative to droop the circulate of storytelling. For Voisine, poems are events for philosophical wanderings, prolonged lyrics that revolve round the binding and unbinding of hope, with lonely audio system suffering from the impetus of short of in addition to the need of a love affair’s finish. With fluency, intelligence, and deeply felt emotional acuity, Rare excessive Meadow of Which i'd Dream navigates the heady intersection of obsessive love and searing loss.
Praise for Cathedral of the North
“Voisine’s poetry is totally unsentimental, tactile, and choked with unforeseen attractiveness. She is political within the most sensible experience. ....