“A roiling, violent lyrical enjambment rides across and through the pulse of six-syllable lines in these heart-rending poems, braiding nominal substantives with ruinous but glorious transition. They stutter and retreat, hoping to stall for time, since “no time’s not want.” The felt sensual world, natural and artifactual, pivots toward and away from an acutely embodied appetite and desire, everywhere routed ... Read morethrough love. If Hegel and Paul Celan hover over these poems, they are angels of thwarted mercy. Fledge.”—Ann Lauterbach “Poetry and the world of imagination meant everything, were everything for Stacy. Her innovative writing was different from anyone else’s, and different from herself. In other words, every book was a different experiment in poetry. And yet these experiments are all chapters from the book of Stacy Doris.” —Norma Cole Show Less