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EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON marks the return of Houston-born poet and educator Lynn Doyle (Associate Professor in Creative Writing at Appalachian State University) to longer publication after a multi-decade absence. These short, quasi-lyric poems utilize the liturgical structure of the Stations of the Cross, the signs of the Zodiac, and similar such schema of cosmic organization in order to map experiences intimate and universal of queerness, illness, and humor.
Advanced Praise for EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON:
“It's not often I use the word brilliant, but the poems in Lynn Doyle's EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON issue from another realm entirely – the moon. Doyle moons over the moon; she is over the moon. The moon is edible, oracle, artifice, the shapeshifting, clairvoyant heir and muse of all desire, glory and aberration. Her stations pay preternatural homage to The Stations of the Cross. I am not sure how she does it, but I find my breath taken by her haunting, wholly seductive voice, her unmatched wit, and the Houdini-like elasticity of her delightfully foreboding diction. No one's poems, nor imagination, are quite like Lynn Doyle’s. This book levitates. This book is magic.”
EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON marks the return of Houston-born poet and educator Lynn Doyle (Associate Professor in Creative Writing at Appalachian State University) to longer publication after a multi-decade absence. These short, quasi-lyric poems utilize the liturgical structure of the Stations of the Cross, the signs of the Zodiac, and similar such schema of cosmic organization in order to map experiences intimate and universal of queerness, illness, and humor.
Advanced Praise for EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON:
“It's not often I use the word brilliant, but the poems in Lynn Doyle's EXCERPTS FROM STATIONS OF THE MOON issue from another realm entirely – the moon. Doyle moons over the moon; she is over the moon. The moon is edible, oracle, artifice, the shapeshifting, clairvoyant heir and muse of all desire, glory and aberration. Her stations pay preternatural homage to The Stations of the Cross. I am not sure how she does it, but I find my breath taken by her haunting, wholly seductive voice, her unmatched wit, and the Houdini-like elasticity of her delightfully foreboding diction. No one's poems, nor imagination, are quite like Lynn Doyle’s. This book levitates. This book is magic.”