Because of its exquisite (often witty) distillation of feelings and experience, its high-wire acts, incantatory power and chiseled truths. Because of its embrace of paradox, ambiguity and awe.
All this and more are found in [Michelle] Boisseau's arresting and liberating book, the work of a clarifying poet of the tectonic and the ephemeral, of shame and catharsis, sass and joy.
Sandcastle Guarded by a Cicada Shell
The rowboat is slapped by the harried lake.
from Kansas City Star: Michelle Boisseau's A Sunday in God-Years
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