Poems that unfold like liturgy, confronting
old violence with a trembling, dignified restraint.
Reunion is a parable, an origin story, a cautionary tale. It is also a time machine in which poems commune with ghosts in an attempt both to reckon with and subvert their legacy. It is a tale of the impossible quest for the original, unhurt self. A girlhood is re-inhabited and oddly transformed as the adult becomes ally of her younger self. Young has created a distinctive pastoral-gothic hybrid; her daring spirit shapes a collection both deeply generous to and demanding of the reader.
In my right side, a tiny pain
I’ve been observing for months.
A vague, intermittent twinge.
Doctors don’t have time for such delusions.
There are too many others so close to death
they can smell its breath.