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鈥淎t the edge of a field a thought waits,鈥 writes Cassie Donish, in a collection that explores the conflicting diplomacies of body and thought while stranding us in a field, in a hospital, on a shoreline. These are poems that assess and dwell in a sensual, fantastically queer mode. Here is a voice slowed by an erotics suffused with pain, quickened by discovery. In masterful long poems and refracted lyrics, Donish flips the coin of subjectivity; different and potentially dangerous faces are revealed in turn. With lyricism as generous as it is exact, Donish tunes these poems as much to the colors, textures, and rhythms of daily life as to what violates daily life鈥攚hat changes it from within and without.
鈥淓lusive, elegant, and meditative, the poems in Cassie Donish鈥檚 The Year of the Femme resist traditional narratives, opting instead to accrue meaning by way of juxtaposition and repetition of language and images. . . . Donish鈥檚 intimate and tactile poetry opens a way to understand the duality of the self and its sudden moments of being.鈥濃Foreword Reviews starred review
鈥淒onish鈥檚 voice is wreathed, garlanded, full of pollen and rain and clover and indigo鈥攅verything further broken, messy, lovely, loving, wild, and utterly itself, and it鈥檚 in that state that this voice, lush yet precise, is then thrown to us, the reader sighing with pleasure and pathos. A bold and redemptive truth is found here, not reliant on answers for its power and meaning.鈥濃擝renda Shaughnessy, judge, 海角乱伦社区Poetry Prize
鈥淎tmospherically rich, these are poems in which you can feel the weather, smell fall coming, feel spring鈥檚 sky on your skin. Donish gives them all the time they need to fill from within with imagery and intelligence. They鈥檙e also full of pressing questions, and she goes clearly and directly into some of the most pressing of the contemporary moment鈥攇ender, desire, loneliness, and how they might all condition each other. And though there is anguish here, there is also considerable hope, a hope born of determination鈥斺榊our heart is beating, yes, despite your scars.鈥欌濃擟ole Swensen, author, On Walking On
2018 海角乱伦社区Poetry Prize