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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Following her critically acclaimed first book of poetry, Carolina Ghost Woods, Judy Jordan here returns to a time in her life when she was homeless and working as a pizza deliverer at a Greek immigrant-owned restaurant. She absorbs the life experiences and unmet dreams of her coworkers, the parking lot prostitutes, and the other homeless with whom she shares coffee refills and the warmth of the bus station terminal. Their voices, along with Jordan’s, come together in a haunting chorus that bears witness to the misery of poverty in the richest country in the world. Ultimately, Jordan explores the place of beauty, verse, and narrative in helping to move us into a future in which everyone’s story is told. Tell me Chris are there nights long after the sun’s yolk has broken across the mountains’ blue ridge when time becomes so bold it crawls its way from hlbernation and shimmies naked and shlvering to the trees’ highest branches, when the river weeps so loud and long the fish choke on their own old sorrows, when the wild onions close their eyes one by one and the Queen Anne’s Lace fold up their blood-spotted handkerchiefs and lie down in ditch weed and sorrel the final time, nights when the steel band of your ribs tightens and your hands go cold, nights when you know you will never see Greece again. Never.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
Following her critically acclaimed first book of poetry, Carolina Ghost Woods, Judy Jordan here returns to a time in her life when she was homeless and working as a pizza deliverer at a Greek immigrant-owned restaurant. She absorbs the life experiences and unmet dreams of her coworkers, the parking lot prostitutes, and the other homeless with whom she shares coffee refills and the warmth of the bus station terminal. Their voices, along with Jordan’s, come together in a haunting chorus that bears witness to the misery of poverty in the richest country in the world. Ultimately, Jordan explores the place of beauty, verse, and narrative in helping to move us into a future in which everyone’s story is told. Tell me Chris are there nights long after the sun’s yolk has broken across the mountains’ blue ridge when time becomes so bold it crawls its way from hlbernation and shimmies naked and shlvering to the trees’ highest branches, when the river weeps so loud and long the fish choke on their own old sorrows, when the wild onions close their eyes one by one and the Queen Anne’s Lace fold up their blood-spotted handkerchiefs and lie down in ditch weed and sorrel the final time, nights when the steel band of your ribs tightens and your hands go cold, nights when you know you will never see Greece again. Never.