{"product_id":"leavings-from-my-table-paperback","title":"Leavings From My Table - Paperback","description":"\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cp style=\"text-align: right;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/reportcopyrightinfringement.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"nofollow\"\u003e\u003cb\u003eReport copyright infringement\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003cp\u003eby \u003cb\u003eCharlene Stegman Moskal\u003c\/b\u003e (Author)\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBeautifully lyrical and deeply elegiac, \u003cstrong\u003eCharlene Stegman Moskal\u003c\/strong\u003e's \u003cem\u003eLeavings from My Table\u003c\/em\u003e is an exquisite exploration of the body as vessel and emotion. These poems remind us that grief is an excruciating-as \"imaginary spaces shimmer, \/ fade in a moment's breath\"-yet brilliant form of palpable love: \"the empty passenger seat of my car \/ that still bears your shadow,\" \"the twigs of abandoned birds' nests,\" a gentle note that \"None of us are the sun.\" Moskal reminds us that our bodies, our hearts, and our minds are radiant and failing, substantial but never quite decipherable. They might be best understood as living verbs and imagistic metaphors, \"neurotic pieces\" hanging \"marionette-like on nerve strings, on loose raw tendons,\" which can become strong and steady-solid as \"cinder block,\" \"fierce and protective,\" \"insulated by structure and hope\"-when we allow ourselves to exist within the conditions of profound and time-tested love, that of one's self, one's friend, one's partner.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e-Heather Lang-Cassera\u003c\/strong\u003e, author of \u003cem\u003eGathering Broken Light, \u003c\/em\u003e Clark County, Nevada Poet Laureate Emeritus\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eCharlene Stegman Moskal \u003c\/strong\u003eexplores the fraught territory of grief in images both vivid and physical. \"There is a hairline crack \/ in the bone o my heart,\" she writes; \"my palm is an empty cavity.\" She mourns the loss of permanence, \"an improbable house sitting in a field of sand.\" She knows the moments when the simplest actions become ambushes: \"I open a drawer\/ and my heart falls into it.\" Anyone who has experienced loss-and that is all of us-will find resonance in these poems.\u003cstrong\u003e-Deborah L. Fruchey\u003c\/strong\u003e, author of \u003cem\u003eThree Kinds of Dark\u003c\/em\u003e Editor, \u003cem\u003eOur Lady of Telegraph Avenue: A Tribute o Julia Vinograd\u003c\/em\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003eThese Leavings aren't castoffs or scraps as much as they are farewells. In these poems, \u003cstrong\u003eCharlene Stegman Moskal \u003c\/strong\u003espeaks to that part of us that wonders how to keep going when so much of us-and those we've loved-have been left behind.\u003cstrong\u003e-Will Everett\u003c\/strong\u003e, Author of \u003cem\u003eWe'll Live Tomorrow \u003c\/em\u003eNPR Documentarian and Journalist\u003cp\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eNumber of Pages:\u003c\/strong\u003e 42\u003c\/div\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003eDimensions:\u003c\/strong\u003e 0.1 x 8.5 x 5.5 IN\u003c\/div\u003e\n            \u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003ePublication Date:\u003c\/strong\u003e October 21, 2022\u003c\/div\u003e\n            ","brand":"BooksCloud","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47350915170553,"sku":"9798888380123","price":21.58,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0789\/2782\/3097\/files\/dEszSjdhbHhKaUk0MlBmRUVrTnVPUT09.webp?v=1769790565","url":"https:\/\/bookscloud.io\/products\/leavings-from-my-table-paperback","provider":"BooksCloud Book Dropshipping","version":"1.0","type":"link"}