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Weight | 0.33125 lbs |
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Dimensions | 6 × .4 × 7.8 in |
A love letter to language even as it drifts away, this lyric collection tracks the emotive landscape of a lived experience
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Weight | 0.33125 lbs |
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Dimensions | 6 × .4 × 7.8 in |
Livingry is anxious lyric, marking the witchy daily as spun by a woman processing grief, vexation, fear, expectation, kinship, disintegration, rage, exhilaration, hope and dedication. These poems—ragged edges against which something like a politics catches—might best be seen through tall grasses. Meanwhile, a messy prose thaws, pools beneath the lineated surface of this lush second book.
Gracie Leavitt’s Livingry revels in language: in all its sloppy, jagged, ragged, and precise meanings. Words tumble and froth at the mouth: “the power of this gramma/a clot heavy with/everything it’s stopped/from forthing.” This book is a muddy field, a lush lyric I want to submerge my head under. I want to be crowned in this witchy, fiercely feminist world—a world flush with words that weigh all that women grieve, exalt, rage, and hope for. Praise those “whale-like feelings/that don’t ever/seem to fit.” Praise being “caught, not always/off guard.” Praise “seeking sanctuary/from our security state.” Praise the “bilious and rebellious” and join Leavitt’s coven with me.
“Here, we are offered poems that are slim and tersely lineated, white space overwhelming the texts’ seeming smallness. Yet the language in Livingry resists this categorization, reacting against any possible description of the writing as diminutive, orderly, or neat… Leavitt offers lines that are as charged as they are minimalistic. Though parsed out two or three words at a time, the language in this sonically vibrant, singing poem overwhelms the seemingly small rhetorical space in which it is housed.”