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Dialogues with Rising Tides
from Copper Canyon Press or Amazon
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PRAISE for Dialogues with Rising Tides:
“(A)ll objects,” Kelli Russell Agodon writes, “are composed of vibrating anxieties,” as are these poems, tremulous as a tuning fork, conductive as a lightning rod, teetering between a precarious, hopeful tenderness and dread. There are collisions—“a lightship / crashing against a blue shore of healing”—and gentler dialogues, even poems-as-waltzes, which nonetheless feature inferences of betrayal. The ballast, the queen, is the speaker herself, whose powerful vulnerability is matched only by her wit. “At a Cocktail Party, I Am Given a Drink Called, Life is Fleeting and the Olive Is Short-Lived,” for instance, one in a series of fabulous titles that are poems unto themselves. “No one expects perfection, except when they do, which is always,” she tells us, and I find myself wanting to throw my arm over her shoulder and saying yes, I get it, sister, I know, while we walk down the beach feeling “bamboozled / by life,” discovering the spider building a web in our dead father’s prosthetic leg. This is the book I need right here, right now, as the fires burn and the tides rise.
~ Diane Seuss
Dialogues with Rising Tides
from Copper Canyon Press or Amazon
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PRAISE for Dialogues with Rising Tides:
“(A)ll objects,” Kelli Russell Agodon writes, “are composed of vibrating anxieties,” as are these poems, tremulous as a tuning fork, conductive as a lightning rod, teetering between a precarious, hopeful tenderness and dread. There are collisions—“a lightship / crashing against a blue shore of healing”—and gentler dialogues, even poems-as-waltzes, which nonetheless feature inferences of betrayal. The ballast, the queen, is the speaker herself, whose powerful vulnerability is matched only by her wit. “At a Cocktail Party, I Am Given a Drink Called, Life is Fleeting and the Olive Is Short-Lived,” for instance, one in a series of fabulous titles that are poems unto themselves. “No one expects perfection, except when they do, which is always,” she tells us, and I find myself wanting to throw my arm over her shoulder and saying yes, I get it, sister, I know, while we walk down the beach feeling “bamboozled / by life,” discovering the spider building a web in our dead father’s prosthetic leg. This is the book I need right here, right now, as the fires burn and the tides rise.
~ Diane Seuss
Dialogues with Rising Tides:
AVAILABLE NOW from Copper Canyon Press)
Everything is Writable (2020)
Hourglass Museum (2014)
The Daily Poet (2012)
Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room ( 2010)
Fire on Her Tongue Anthology (2012)
AVAILABLE NOW from Copper Canyon Press)
Everything is Writable (2020)
Hourglass Museum (2014)
The Daily Poet (2012)
Letters from the Emily Dickinson Room ( 2010)
Fire on Her Tongue Anthology (2012)
