Lisa Fay Coutley is the author of tether (Black Lawrence Press, April 2020), Errata (Southern Illinois University Press, 2015), winner of the Crab Orchard Series in Poetry Open Competition Award, and In the Carnival of Breathing (Black Lawrence Press, 2011), winner of the Black River Chapbook Competition. Her poems have been awarded fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Sewanee Writers' Conference, a Rona Jaffe scholarship to the Bread Loaf Writers' Conference, and an Academy of American Poets Levis Prize. Recent poetry and prose appears in Black Warrior Review, Brevity, Copper Nickel, Missouri Review, NELLE, Poetry Daily, and Waxwing. She is an Assistant Professor of Poetry & Creative Nonfiction in the Writer's Workshop at the University of Nebraska at Omaha, where she advises the student-run journal and coordinates the fall reading series.

Other poems by Lisa Fay Coutley in Verse Daily:
November 3, 2020:   "Why to Save the World" "We need to begin by shooting..."
March 27, 2019:   "Of Course" "I need to believe in love,..."
August 11, 2016:   "To The Astronaut: On Impact" "I understand. I do. I used to lie back..."
March 3, 2016:   "Careo" "Which means I've started watching YouTube..."
September 8, 2011:   "To Sleep" "not as a woman who brews tea and kneels..."
July 7, 2011:   "Barefoot on the Pulpit" "Backstage, we don't kiss for an empty auditorium. We kiss..."
November 6, 2010:   "View from the High Road" "It is as you'd expect, beyond the rusting guardrails..."

Books by Lisa Fay Coutley:

Other poems on the web by Lisa Fay Coutley:
"To the Friend Who Sent Me Goodwill Forks as a Gift"
Two poems
"Honeycomb"
"Shelter: Michigan"
"Private Room"
"June: Tinea"
Two poems
"Elegy for a Skinwalker"
Three poems
Two poems
"Coffee"
Two poems
Three poems
Two poems
"Self-Portrait as Mountains Surrounding a Dry Lakebed"
"We Are All On the Edge of Something"

Lisa Fay Coutley's Website.

Lisa Fay Coutley on Twitter.

About tether:

"In tether, a spacecraft of a book superbly conceived and assembled, Lisa Fay Coutley engineers both recovery and healing in poems that swerve emotionally between the landing bays of grief, longing, and wonder. A bright hunger constellates around these poems, but so too the immensities of love. Tether is a burning inquiry into the miracle of being here on earth and what keeps us fastened to each other, for better or worse."
—Major Jackson

"Lisa Fay Coutley's tether is characterized by a compressed tension, each line, each word, hitched to the next, quivering with the effort to remain connected and with the opposing desire to be released. The image of the tether accrues intensity in the course of the book: astronaut tethered to the ship, poet to the poem, mother to the homeless, addict child and child to the mother, and in the space between 'the two / great opposing poles' is God, who learns, in that chasm, 'wonder &suffering.' Indeed, oppositional forces reign in these poems; there are no conventional false resolutions to be had. 'Every event / that's saved my life has nearly killed me the speaker declares, and 'I would rather live / with my burning than sleep with my dead.' This is a far-reaching book, a political book, a deeply personal and heroic book. Its thesis is reflected in its enviably honed diction. 'Mystery is her / bitch the speaker writes of the eclipsing sun. The same is true of Lisa Fay Coutley and the ravishing poems of tether."
—Diane Seuss

"Tether is a book of distances and intimacies, of letters never sent and dream talks and delayed communiques, It is a study of distance between us, between an astronaut and a poet, between lovers, between ourselves and each other, ourselves and ourselves. 'We are the beached boat / with a hole in its hull admits the poet. Each of us, even as 'baby in a womb is a cloud.' And yet there is so much love. And yet, everything that happens to us, happens for a purpose. And when one turns worthy, a giant squid washes ashore.It is this knowing, this insight into our distances (of years, of geography, ofa space of a single day) here that I find compelling: '& how far / must you back away / from yourself / to see / yourself / as the Astronaut / sees/Earth.' Beautiful work."
—Ilya Kaminsky

"Just over a full column of definitions for 'tether' in the OED, among which are those that suggest diametrically opposite forms of fastening. It's fascinating to read through them, but not nearly so compelling as it is to read the poems in Lisa Fay Coutley's tether. We are tied, ensnared, and attached-in an especially intimate sense of that word-to everything that matters, which Coutley knows and makes us see and, in the richest sense of this word, feel. This is a superb book of poems."
—Robert Wrigley

"Is it desire, wonder, duty, or memory that keeps us most firmly tethered to the world, where 'truth is every bird starving and we live in constant awareness of all the forces that threaten to break the bonds between us and our loved ones? A mother's death, a son's drug addiction, the disastrous world news filtered daily through the internet: how do we reconcile the painful events that define our existence with our hope for a more secure future? Through sinewy, sometimes hallucinogenic syntax that threatens to (but never does) spin out of control, tether's poems examine a contemporary and very human paradox, in which we long to absent ourselves from our grief, while also needing to document our losses so as to ensure we won’t forget. tether reminds us that we are formed as much from pain as from delight and that, in her ability to look back upon her past, upon today's terrible and compelling news, the contemporary poet is like an astronaut, able to regard the world 'from a great height a witness to what most of us cannot bear to see.'"
—Paisley Rekdal