What desire doesn t seem as of the distance across a sea? asks the voice in Kerri Webster s debut collection of poetry, even as the poems attempt the transformation of that liminal space wherein word meets sense, loneliness meets solitude, and surface meets interior. Here, the surface is our signature, and the image of stain presents a way for that surface to reflect that which it conceals. In this space, human intimacy encounters the transience and frailty of language, and through these encounters we discover that grace lies in believing always in imprint. "
What desire doesn t seem as of the distance across a sea? asks the voice in Kerri Webster s debut collection of poetry, even as the poems attempt the ...
From the intersection of public and private fear, Kerri Webster s award-winning collection speaks of anxiety and awe, vanishings and reappearances. A city both rises and falls; worlds are simultaneously spoken into being and torn down by words. This is how time sounds, Webster writes; this is the hum and click of bodies desirous of believing we re all vehicle, every wet atom of us, even as the saved seeds root in the fallen brickwork and the artifacts pile up: wisdom teeth, hummingbird skulls, plumb bobs, icons, antlers, incandescent bulbs.
"Grand & Arsenal" begins Bless me I am not...
From the intersection of public and private fear, Kerri Webster s award-winning collection speaks of anxiety and awe, vanishings and reappearances....