Bøger af Lori Desrosiers

Like e.e. cummings, Desrosiers writes about love and death. There is such sadness in her poetry, but beauty in her memories. She is carrying on in this life without her mother, father, and many others she has lost, yet she reflects on her love for her husband and stays in the now. Reading Desrosiers' poetry is like reading small odes. We all are eavesdropping on words that are delicate and private such as: You can put your sorrows down now Mother / It is your daughter's turn to take / the concerns you carried for us. / I put your worries into this stone. / I carry it for you. Reading this book of poetry should be a pact we have with life. So beautifully written.--Gloria Mindock, editor of Červená Barva Press, author of Whiteness of Bone

"I am alive," Lori Desrosiers asserts at the end of her harrowing, potent, and necessary chapbook, Inner Sky, which details a cage formed by domestic-abuse. In poem after poem her fluctuating pronouns expose blurred boundaries (between self and other, beloved and despised) typical to the abuse-dynamic. Her re-visitation of past tragedy and its players comes at the reader forcibly-in the form of "wire cutters," "bitter beets," an "ice crow," and "the dark of the pantry." This is the shedding of rotten images and masks. Yet, what else can a woman do to heal from domestic-abuse but "clean him from her mind"? Desrosiers goes one step better by offering us this book which bravely "lends a hand/ to others mired in storm." Jennifer Jean