Like the laundry that greets readers at the start of Anita Lahey's astonishing debut-hanging on clothelines and bodied out in breezes-the poems in Out to Dry in Cape Breton exist in a state of thrumming levitation. Lahey's scampish play with idioms, her accelerated sense of traditional forms, and her omnivorous eye for fresh imagery lead to a poetry constantly streaming with surprises. These are musical, hyperstimulated, shape-shifting poems that...
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