Homespun Mercies

My aunt once told me she dreamed her house/Had a secret room, one which held everything/She loved most, poet DJ Hill writes. This debut collection throws open a door to the "secret room" all of us keep inside ourselves. Hill examines "what life requires" of us, along with the ways real lives work, in an arresting juxtaposition of music and poetry. The result is honest, joyful, and direct, but make no mistake: Hill also has an edge. Like the poem "Slip" where a woman plans her life exhaustiv...