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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Reading Nicole Callihan's griefbeing is like cradling a nest woven not only of twigs and reeds, but of hair, fishing line, love note scraps, kite spool. Myriad elements have built our grief:: "the little dump truck undumped; a girl's "graphite mistakes to be rubbed/so hard as to make a hole in the paper/in her chest;" a thin envelope and dried out inkwell, a pink pearl or pitched tent. This is Callihan's magic. Without one mawkish syllable, she transports us to the emotional core of grief and leaves us knowing as we never have before --Brenda Cardenas, Wisconsin Poet Laureate
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Reading Nicole Callihan's griefbeing is like cradling a nest woven not only of twigs and reeds, but of hair, fishing line, love note scraps, kite spool. Myriad elements have built our grief:: "the little dump truck undumped; a girl's "graphite mistakes to be rubbed/so hard as to make a hole in the paper/in her chest;" a thin envelope and dried out inkwell, a pink pearl or pitched tent. This is Callihan's magic. Without one mawkish syllable, she transports us to the emotional core of grief and leaves us knowing as we never have before --Brenda Cardenas, Wisconsin Poet Laureate