Winner of the Claudia Emerson Poetry Chapbook Award

Drought by M. L. Brown

“Containers crack, / no longer hold—” opens “Lamentation,” one of the key moments in M.L. Brown’s stunning Drought. What kind of containers? “[P]ickle jars, row boat, / mother’s arms.” These poems dance between absence and presence, erasure and invocation. I cannot call them elegies, because they’re brimming with the bright particulars of a life in motion. But just as a bee’s death can be embedded in its sting, ache often hides within ecstasy.

      —Contest judge Sandra Beasley, author of Count the Waves and I Was the Jukebox

“These are spare, smart poems written out of the interior world.”

       —Susan Rich,  author of Cloud Pharmacy and The Alchemist’s Kitchen http://thealchemistskitchen.blogspot.com/2016/08/recommended-books-ive-read-this-summer.html

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