Winged
Subtitle
Poems
"The first poem in 'Winged' takes you from a dive hotel near LAX to anywhere you want to go with stops for meditations on language and love, and that is only the beginning of this gorgeous book. Nothing is not marvelous to Grieve — potato chips, bikinis, family photos, wrestling, sports. Associating like Botticelli’s Simonetta on amphetamines, she begs Dr. Frankenstein to make her but with Liz Taylor’s eyes. Mae West is Grieve’s muse, but so are Italy and 'the spilt wine of sundown,' and a man gunned down in a BART station, because 'we’re all conspirators in Death’s master plot,' standing with Calamity Jane at Wild Bill’s grave, telling it like it is. This book is magic." — Barbara Hamby
Bio
Sarah Grieve earned a PhD in English from Arizona State University in 2015.
Praise for this book
Car motors rev in these poems, beds are made and unmade, glasses emptied and filled again. … Reader, if I told you everything these busy, happy poems do, we’d be here all day. Sarah Grieve’s world is the same as yours and mine, yet it’s also an enchanted realm in which anything can happen, where a pretty girl sharing a bag of chips with a homeless guy on a park bench is the star of her own movie. The show’s about to start, and you won’t want to miss a minute, so find your seat, sit back and get ready to burn some calories.
David Kirby
