Winner of the 2020 Blue Light Press Book Award We belong to each other "even in the worst day," Helga Kidder writes in her fourth collection of poems, Loving the Dead. That belonging encompasses the arcing heavens, the "bruised moon," the trilling Earth, the sometimes prideful tug of our closest relations. Growing up in Germany's Black Forest, Kidder brings "luck in my] luggage" to a new continent, with new eyes and hopes,...
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