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The Headless Saints
By Myronn Hardy
These spare,
clear-eyed verses are remarkable for the ease with which they reveal a
poet of ambitious intelligence and wellhoned craft. Myronn Hardy has written
a collection of quietly combustible poems that remind us of just what
a gifted poets deftly judicious craft can produce in music and emotion.
Kwame
Dawes
Myronn Hardys The Headless Saints is a book comprised
of lyrical epiphanies that embrace the everyday and the mythical, and
there is no way to escape the full thrust of these marvelous poems. The
tropical feel in The Headless Saints, in the pace and space of
the crafted imagery, is tangible and believable.
Yusef
Komunyakaa
To stare is to see nothing. / Its in quiet observation
where all becomes visible. These lines sum up the vigilant spirit
of Myronn Hardys agile second book, The Headless Saints,
which offers an apt vision of the black Diaspora in cogent, kaleidoscopic
shards. With a meticulous eye, he sees white chickens thin as vertebrae
or contemplates the inedible blood porridge of a violent,
bigoted world. Hardys cosmopolitan poems can seem as delicate as
a trellised vine or as strong as ironwork: hes a quietly artful,
wonderfully clear-sighted poet.
Cyrus
Cassells
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