Bitters

by Rebecca Seiferle

Paper Book, 2001

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Port Townsend, Wash. : Copper Canyon Press, c2001.

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Bitters is an extended quarrel with God, driven by the desire to recover what is banished to the marginal and apocryphal. In her third collection Seiferle claims whatever originates in the earth as an emissary of the divine, whether it is a starving boy in a supermarket or the maggots thriving in the skin of a cat. Seraphim Even houseflies must have their angels. Principalities, at knee or elbow, the voice of God caught within an ear, at such a pitch, it makes the skull hum. And if I swat them, can they blame me? Like all good messengers, they're just testing whether we are still alive. By such means, the priest taught me,"God creates. All the living and the dead, just a nursery for his hatching."So when I found a trinity of maggots in the abdominal wall of a living kitten, though I had to pinch them out, I could not blame them--Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego, pale witnesses of a homesick God, caught in the furnace of the flesh, hoping to sprout wings. Against the background and harsh light of the desert Southwest or withing the darkness of European history and religion, Seiferle has created a new kind of beauty: tragic, wise, open to every possibility. And just as the liquor of the title are colorful, earthy draughts of distilled spirits with an ancient medicinal history, so too are they a fitting metaphor for these darkly humorous and curative poems. Rebecca Seiferle'sThe Music We Dance Towas nominated for the Pulitzer prize and poems from the volume are included inThe Best American Poetry 2000. Her first book,The Ripped-Out Seamwon the Bogin Memorial, the Writers' Exchange, and the Writers' Union Poetry Prize. Her translation of Cesar Vallejo'sTrilcewon the 1992 PenWest Translation Award. She lives in Farmington, NM.… (more)

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