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Walking Barefoot In Glassblowers Museum

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Ellyn Maybe's poetry showcases her beliefs in family, love, and identity, along with an anti-establishment idealism. She also presents the reader with a truly impressive control of language and imagery. Desert Grain: It's as if you put 5 pennies in a gumball machine/and out came grace./Sometimes vocabulary does the shimmy with humility./You make parentheses bend over in a choreography worthy/of Merce Cunningham./You've learned the capital city of Psyche is empathy./You are brilliance blinded with candor./You don't act as though you keep a dictionary in your underwear./There's an astronomy to knowing which way/the planetarium's beard points tonight./There's a hymn crossing your cheekbones./There's a sand glass painting with your name on it/and I'd steal a desert grain by grain to give you more time.

This woman's poetry comes from an old soul: sensitive, deep, and quietly angry. The injustice of circumstance, the confusion of unrequited love, the melancholy and longing that go along with everyday living are just a few of the themes explored here... it resonates back and demands being read over and over. Really intense but beautiful...