Andrea Potos is the author of seven poetry collections, most recently Arrows of Light (Iris Press), and An Ink Like Early Twilight (Salmon Poetry). Another collection We Lit the Lamps Ourselves was also published by Salmon Poetry, and Yaya's Cloth was also published by Iris Press. Andrea has received numerous awards for her poetry, including the William Stafford Prize in Poetry from Rosebud Magazine, the James Hearst Poetry Prize from the North American Review, and three Outstanding Achievement Awards in Poetry from the Wisconsin Library Association. Her poems are published widely in print and online, including in Poetry East, Tiferet Journal, Presence, The Blue Nib, Headstuff, Women's Review of Books, Atlanta Review, Heron Tree, Peacock Journal, The Sunlght Press, and many others. She lives in Madison, Wisconsin with her family.

Other poems by Andrea Potos in Verse Daily:
January 14, 2018:   "Van Gogh's Bedroom" "Forget the filmed theories, written explications..."

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Other poems on the web by Andrea Potos:
"Yaya's Sweets"
Three poems
Three poems
"Apology in Rome"
Three poems
Two poems
Four poems
"In The Beginning, The Lens"
Five poems
Two poems
Daughter, Home"

Andrea Potos on Twitter.

About A Stone to Carry Home:

"Potos is a poet of place, etching the topography of heart, history, bonds; in this collection, she is a master cartographer of family, of art, of wonder. Her titles pull us across penciled maps — How to Meet the Brontes, Proust and Panera, with 'no compass but water and light.' These poems are the loaves of fresh bread she discovered en route to Delphi, 'twined with a Greek cheese waking your tongue to heaven and salt.' After reading this work, 'you have no choice but to travel, remove time from time,' our journey enlightened by her words which we will pocket, along with A Stone to Carry Home."
—Katrin Talbot

"Andrea Potos's poems in A Stone to Carry Home are careful and tender, skillful and strong. She captures the poignant and inevitable separation of mother and daughter (Trying to Talk to My Daughter) and embraces her Greek heritage (My Grandfather's Home). She describes 'never so many mothers/steeped in the fresh/milk of each moment' (In the Café Where I Write) and shares 'a blue and white flag answers the wind' (At an Athens Window). You will find her word work wonderful."
—Bruce Dethlefsen