Today's poem is "Saints"
from Fraying Edge of Sky
Danielle Hanson
earned an MFA from Arizona State University and has held residencies at The Hambidge Center in Rabun Gap, Georgia. Author of Ambushing Water (Brick Road Poetry Press, 2017) and 2016 recipient of the Vi Gale Award from Hubbub, her poems have appeared widely, including in Asheville Poetry Review, The Atlanta Review, Blackbird, Borderlands, The Cortland Review, Hiram Poetry Review, Mudfish, Poetry East, Poet Lore, Roanoke Review, Rosebud, Verse Daily, and Willow Springs. She is poetry editor for Doubleback Books, has edited Loose Change Magazine and Hayden's Ferry Review, and has been a staff member at the Meacham Writers' Conference and the Chattahoochee Valley Writers' Conference.
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About Fraying Edge of Sky:
"The beautiful and fanciful investigations in Danielle Hanson's Fraying Edge of Sky are homages to magical realism but are also lyrical bursts in splendidly gilt frames. The precise language of the poems conjures up the overlooked details of a world that, in its hurry, will miss them. The light in a bucket of water, the ribbon-like fog, the small mice who are angelic in their infestationsall are an inventory of the miraculous that Hanson's truly original voice urges us to hear and to hold close."
"Dismantling worlds only to rebuild them anew, Danielle Hanson's poems, little worlds made cunningly, as Donne would call them, expose the surrealism behind the most ordinary things. Take the tailor who 'starts by sewing the fraying / edge of sky to a rock' and begins sewing a whole menagerie until he 'creates / a daytime field of constellations, / embroidery of a new creation.' New indeed. These are visions like none other and if you want to see with the kind of fourfold vision Blake suggests, this original, this most precious of books is for you."
"Danielle Hanson's Fraying Edge of Sky traps the sun with mirrors, drowns the moon, staples spiders to the sky. There are strategies and curses, negotiations of light and dark, and, throughout, an ever-thickening swarm of angels that collide, that turn to blood, that infest. Photographs are empty, and even those emptinesses are deleted, leaving new emptinesses that are filled by a relentless drive to see things simultaneously as they are and what they intend to be. A lizard pretends to be a stone, but we still know it is a lizard; it is the pretending that strikes us. This is the heart of Hanson's poetry: artifice that shows the truth."
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