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paper \u2022 80 pages \u2022 16.95
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data-color=” data-color-hover=”#efefef” data-bg=”#d2d2d2″ data-bg-hover=”#171717″>Add to Cart<\/a><\/p>\n [\/column] \u201cBecause it is easier to miss a stranger \/ with your mother\u2019s name,\u201d Allison Benis White instead writes about five women named Wendy as a way into the complex grief that still lingers after the death of a sixth Wendy, the author\u2019s long-absent mother. A series of epistolary poems addressed to Wendy O. Williams becomes an occasion for the speaker to eulogize as well as reflect on the singer\u2019s life and eventual suicide: \u201cWhat kind of love is death, I\u2019m asking?\u201d In the section devoted to Wendy Torrance, the fictional wife from The Shining who was bludgeoned by her husband, the speaker muses on the inadequacy of language to resolve or even contain grief in the wake of trauma: \u201cA book is a coffin. Hoarsely. A white sheet draped over the cage of being.\u201d Ultimately, The Wendys<\/em> is a book of silences and space in which tenderness and violence exist in exquisite tension. \u201cIf to speak is to die,\u201d White writes in \u201cIgnis Fatuus,\u201d \u201cI will whisper.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n The Track<\/strong><\/p>\n Of course it is the absence Human or animal, the snow Maybe each word
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Finalist for the 2021 Foreword Reviews INDIES. <\/a><\/h5>\n
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\nthat is so beautiful.<\/p>\n
\nwill fall and cover her
\ntracks.<\/p>\n
\nis a footprint filling up
\nwith snow.<\/p>\n