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Broken Plums on the Sidewalk
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by Meghan Brinson
27 pages
Cost: $8.00
S&H: $3.50
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About the Book:
2009
Winner in the Mississippi
Valley Chapbook Contest
Reviews:
"I found this collection to be a deeply
moving, powerful collection of poems driven
by language that doesn't spare a word while
riveting the reader with its fresh imagery.
The poems here manage to be succinct, yet
lush, a difficult combination, to be sure.
The work is surprising at every turn, for
both its wit and its heartbreak. Ultimately,
the poems deal in excruciating honesty with
loss in a voice that pulls no punches while
creating loveliness. That is also difficult,
and these poems seem to effortlessly
accomplish the task. Here, the natural world
confronts modern reality, just as the
hopeful soul must contemplate and come to
terms with life-altering circumstances. I
read these poems laughing and nodding,
saddened and nodding, all the while
appreciating their simplicity and in love
with their complexity."
-Rachel
Contreni Flynn
"Broken Plums is the stuff of mouths and of
voluptuous disguise, the rubber masks filled
with the winking brilliance of erotic
threat. These are poems that inspire endless
riffs on the laws of motion. Delighted and
disoriented, we never know what to expect at
the end of a Brinson poem. This is a
stunning and -even better- audacious debut."
-Matthew
Gavin Frank,
author of Sagittarius
Agitprop and
Barolo
"Meghan Brinson's words are haunted by
negative space - - yellow flesh revealed by
a plum's broken skin, spaces of air in a
poorly made nest -- by things we are not
supposed to see, but once seen, we cannot
forget. The poems in this volume are as
dangerous and sexy as a horse gone wild.
Brinson is defiantly vulnerable
in her vision and intensely brave in her
telling."
-Katie
Cappello
"Raw, edgy, colorful. About writing, about
how we choose words and what we talk about;
trying to
make it new, trying to make it something not
abrupt; it is how we keep some things alive,
how some things are taken away, and the body
about to burst."
-Sheri
Grutz
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