You can tell the horse anything
Anything we can't say to each other, anything we can't say to ourselves, no matter how intimate, frightening, revealing, or just plain weird, Mary Koncel KNOWS, and says it for us. How often in life does one have the opportunity to open up a treasure chest like this? See what's inside: it shimmers. Mary Koncel's prose poems perfectly blend the tension and music of poetry with the intimacy and surprises of sudden fiction. Selected by Ray Gonzalez as one of only 24 American poets for inclusion in the prose poem anthology No Boundaries (Tupelo Press, 2003), she is a recognized master of this hybrid form. There is the darkly humorous stuff of our daily lives. Here, a catalogue of our eccentricities and of our wishes for redemption. Every time Mary Koncel hands us something we thought we recognized: a tree, an animal, a friend, it is transfigured by this willful, wild, imagination in this volume of precisely-rendered delights. Book jacket.
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