-Alexis Ivy, author, Taking the Homeless Census
In Random Music in a Small Galaxy, Margot Wizansky blends observations of the natural world with existential inquiries on mortality and the human condition. Imbued with a deep reverence, her transcendent work "gives praise to ... angles of thrust," celebrating the subtle forces that shape both spirit and landscape. Wizansky's lyrical poetry is the locus where what's ordinary is elevated to the sublime, offering a collection that lingers in the mind, revealing the thought-provoking themes woven within the everyday.
-Eric Hyett, poet and translator
In Random Music in a Small Galaxy, we are immersed in a mythic world where women contain the glen of longing and start the history of love. We are then swept into the awe of the land - in Newfoundland, the Grand Canyon, Iceland - its vastness, its realness (mule dung and all). Several psalms find a home in this book, each one reignited by Margot Wizansky's creative re-imagining. A luxury of details abounds: a "lacery of veins," "night hisses its fast downpour," and "sifting-steel skeletons." In subsequent sections, the mythic becomes real - the Holocaust, refugees, and immigrants. This is a writer with a strong voice: "dead, you aren't pretty" and "take a piece of iceberg / to chill your cocktail." We get the treat of the title poem at the end of the collection. This is a poet who finds random music everywhere, and you definitely want to hear what she discovers.
-Sarah Dickenson Snyder, author, Now These Three Remain
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