Iron into Flower

Iron into Flower
Iron into Flower doesn't pull any punches as we readers are drawn into a landscape of loss: Auschwitz, Gaza, the body, first loves, and even depression's loss of color, as 'orange and red cascade/ and crumble into brown, / then earth, / then bareness.' In these moving and rhythmic texts where Neisser's children's faces are 'all that matter, ' the poet finds beauty and strength in her yearning to 'learn the shape of faith.'-Nancy Naomi Carlson, Author of An Infusion of Violets
I relished this dual-journey of a book, where mother traverses the Deep South in the mid-sixties on her way to Mexico. But also landscapes of memory-a hike with father, where "the years have etched rings around my life"-in poem after poem the arresting passage of time; or a kind of lifespan within a single poem, from "the pull of oars up the quiet river...to "the closing of eyelids." But we also encounter work that doesn't flinch in the face of harrowing histories-pieces that "shine a mirror inside [our]selves / examine [our] flaws." In short, the stuff of art-this gorgeous arc that doesn't shy from "digging deep."-Francisco Aragón, author of After Rubén, Director of Letras Latinas
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Iron into Flower doesn't pull any punches as we readers are drawn into a landscape of loss: Auschwitz, Gaza, the body, first loves, and even depression's loss of color, as 'orange and red cascade/ and crumble into brown, / then earth, / then bareness.' In these moving and rhythmic texts where Neisser's children's faces are 'all that matter, ' the poet finds beauty and strength in her yearning to 'learn the shape of faith.'-Nancy Naomi Carlson, Author of An Infusion of Violets
I relished this dual-journey of a book, where mother traverses the Deep South in the mid-sixties on her way to Mexico. But also landscapes of memory-a hike with father, where "the years have etched rings around my life"-in poem after poem the arresting passage of time; or a kind of lifespan within a single poem, from "the pull of oars up the quiet river...to "the closing of eyelids." But we also encounter work that doesn't flinch in the face of harrowing histories-pieces that "shine a mirror inside [our]selves / examine [our] flaws." In short, the stuff of art-this gorgeous arc that doesn't shy from "digging deep."-Francisco Aragón, author of After Rubén, Director of Letras Latinas
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