by Elizabeth Twiddy
Haunted by the surge and aftermath of eros, yet buoyed by an empathy for all she encounters, Twiddy’s poems fearlessly explore of the noise and deafening silence that can surround our deepest loves.
“The electricity here has such an incandescence, it could be resurgent voltage from Emily Dickinson in distress.” – Brooks Haxton
“What we hear in these poems is a noise both strange and subtle—fascinating, inexplicable, beautiful.‘” – Bruce Smith
“If intelligence is, in part, the ability to deal with ambiguity without losing any of the conflicting flavors of reality, these poems have it in spades.” – Rhina P. Espaillat