By Stephanie Pippin

In exciting poems of metamorphosis and start, demise and dissolution, Stephanie Pippin’s debut assortment returns us to an international unshorn of wildness. supplying twist of fate and starvation, love and grief, nature in those poems is gorgeous and brutal, “a hellish beauty” that either invitations and denies the meanings we undertaking onto it. Refusing the domesticated convenience of our traditional myths, Pippin reminds us of our position as creatures between others in a global the place “what isn’t lifeless / is dying,” and the place the joys of predatory flight commingles with the desperation of the prey.

This enchanting and astonishingly guaranteed assortment bargains a message as harrowing because it is key. confronted with the tough grasp of necessity—“angel stinking of his personal / excitement”—and naked sooner than what Mallarmé referred to as “the horror of the forest,” we're helpless, eventually, to do whatever to avoid wasting what we like. Our sole activity, those poems insist, is to seem on whereas we will, and to like harder. 

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Struck thrice with a horse-whip I remember my mother’s hat Was something Killed for its feathers. (before I could interfere) Let the children come Unto me knowing nothing Of science or kindness. on his naked head, When I wake I should remember Nothing that happened, But think myself a flower. 24 for having handed me a glass The waves in their gray Ruches remind me Of tormented pigeons. of water not quite clean. At night I am cut Free. I confuse myself With birds. 25 The Peregrine Cast into the white amnesia of clouds he leaves this ground delighted; disappears above the lift of pigeons.

He came home made of glittering rock from the riverbeds, the marrow of what happened there. He came home a Protean con man, folding and unfolding like paper— now lover, now leopard, now swan. 30 Shiloh The shadows of boys move, hunched like animals in the grass under low clouds. They know the territory, its thistles and occasional jays. They know where they buried the dog. Whatever they find is authentic ­treasure—­sometimes a bullet in shallow ground, sometimes a button. The cats have been here too.

41 Pinion So it is true that living makes you lighter, as if dying had made you a solid thing I can hold so painfully close, for a moment I cease being human. Now that I’ve lived to see you vanish, I see what you mean is the same as what you meant living: my windfall, my luck entirely. 42 Summer 1 As if to break my wrist, or will, she foots the glove— makes me know my bones. She is second nature now, like riding a horse at twelve, before my body became my body. At the first touch of air, her wings rise— the vise on my forearm tightens; her hackles are up— three layers of leather punctured and a small cry like an animal’s I realize later is mine.

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