Roughed Up by the Sun’s Mothering Tongue

Posted on 11 May 2011

The street is a dusky
vision—rationalities of candles, every porch

filled. Here on the edge of day, our eyes jitter
to admit more light, the trees blotting up
darkness, the leaves rising and turning

like birds.

from “Drinking Up Darkness”
Roughed Up by the Sun’s Mothering Tongue by Susan Grimm


Finishing Line Press is set to release Cleveland poet Susan Grimm‘s new chapbook, Roughed Up by the Sun’s Mothering Tongue (is that a great title or what?) this summer.  Susan is a fantastic poet and I always love reading her work, so you can bet that pretty painted lady on the cover is going to land on my bookshelf in a few months.

This chapbook is due out in July, but pre-orders are always good and help small presses (nudge, nudge). Order Susan’s book here and it will ship July 29.

Fun fact: Susan and I are coincidental BkMk Press sister authors — BkMk published her poetry collection Lake Erie Blue several years ago.

Bonus fun fact: The chapbook’s cover art reminds me of a story I wrote in college about an artist who painted his future wife swimming half-naked in blue water. I can guarantee you that Susan’s chapbook is better than my college-era story. Wait, that’s not much of an endorsement for anything, is it? I’ll try again: Susan’s chapbook is going to be better than half-naked women swimming in blue water. That’s more like it.

What’s the last poem you read? What about the last one you wrote? Have you been roughed up by the sun’s mothering tongue? (Haven’t we all.)


4 responses to Roughed Up by the Sun’s Mothering Tongue

  • Paul says:

    Okay, I waited all day for someone else to write this, but you’re really setting us up for the inevitable punchline: what’s better than a half-naked woman swimming in blue water? A fully naked one, of course!

  • lisahgolden says:

    First – I LOVE the title of that chapbook.

    Second – that cover art made me think of the class I took on Picasso.

    Third – the last poem I read was by Hannah Stephenson who blogs poems as The Storialist. I think she’s teaching in Columbus at Ohio.

    Finally – the last poem I wrote was titled Whirlwind circa 2008.

  • Deb says:

    That is a fantastic title. Love the cover.

    The last poem I read was in a tribute to a local mom who just lost her battle with ovarian cancer. The Little Ship, an adaptation of Henry Van Dyke’s poem A Parable of Immortality.

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