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Today's poem is "Animal Griefs"
from Book of Asters

Mayapple Press

Sally Rosen Kindred is the author of a previous book of poems, No Eden (Mayapple Press, 2011), and two chapbooks, Garnet Lanterns (2006), winner of the Anabiosis Press Prize, and Darling Hands, Darling Tongue (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2013). She has received fellowships from the Maryland State Arts Council and the Virginia Center for Creative Arts. Her poems have appeared in Quarterly West, Blackbird, Verse Daily, Hunger Mountain, and other journals. A native of North Carolina, she lives in Maryland.

Other poems by Sally Rosen Kindred in Verse Daily:
February 11, 2011:   "Animal Dark" "There is no sleep in the ark...."

Books by Sally Rosen Kindred:

Other poems on the web by Sally Rosen Kindred:
"When They Painted My Room Yellow"
"My Son Asks"
Four poems
Two poems
Three poems
Five poems
Two poems
"Said Rapunzel to the Wolf"
"No Eden"
"Prayer For Mrs. Snead"
"Flight"
"Confession"
"The Alligator Speaks"
"My Body"
Two poems
"His Clarinet"
"Prayer"

Sally Rosen Kindred's Website.

About Book of Asters:

"The linguistic blooms in Book of Asters are like the breathtaking visual turns of a kaleidoscope—dazzling, unexpected, and unnerving. Sally Rosen Kindred is the kind of poet Shelley meant when he called poets the unacknowledged legislators of the world. A language this lush and an imagination this inventive can remake us as surely as Kindred’s narrators are remade, joy by joy, grief by grief. Kindred is a poet willing to follow her muse and name her vision. Book of Asters is a vivid, astonishing collection. "
—Kathryn Kirkpatrick

"Sally Rosen Kindred cites 'star' as Greek root of 'aster,' and these poems themselves are star-flowers. Asters, alders, dandelions, children, animals, a worm, soldiers, other numinous existences, reply with hidden essences to her questing inwardness, as she names them into our recognitions. These poems fuse concept and sound in a manner now unusual, so that obscured humble things appear nakedly valuable to our eyes and to our spirits. In her wise innocence, the world stands brightly recreated, splendid and difficult and painful to behold, in the noontime sunlight of her craft."
—James Applewhite

"Sally Rosen Kindred has a gift for creating poems I wish I’d written. Here is a garden of witness, of forgetting, of memory and music and love’s bright blare. Aster as metaphor, aster as ghost—bouquets of common weeds and wildflowers haunt us in these poems, and teach us to lean toward their mysterious light, to blossom with their stories, and to grow—bruised, but fed by their songs."
—Meg Kearney



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