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From Good Stock Strange Blood:
And, yet, each morning a fireheart grief in the body coming out of sleep. The listening to the smoke as if fills and weeps inside the chest, choking strength out hands weighted, dangling. We wonder where else it lives before it fills the body up. We assume it comes inside through the hole that promises invasion.Lundy Martin is author of A Gathering of Matter / A Matter of Gathering and DISCIPLINE, which was a finalist for the Los Angeles Times Book Prize and the Lambda Literary Award.
Review Quotes: "Every time I read Good Stock Strange Blood, a new, deepened book awaits me. Which is to say, it's got trap doors, trick sleeves; it takes swerves, detours, and dives. Dawn Lundy Martin's poems read like a real-time excavation of what poetry can and can't do; how the past is never past; how to stand in the blur, the 'griefmouth' of personal and collective pain and somehow--against all odds--make thought, make fury, make song. We need this resilience, this bloody reckoning, this wit and nuance, now."--Maggie Nelson, author of The Red Parts