Reveille

The poems in Liza Hudock's Reveille offer an unvarnished look at the tenacious ties that bind us to family, home, and to ways of talking.

"Here is a world in which the dead mother's angel arrives in the 'clean, bright mouths' of the dogs, in which 'mycelium adorns the roots like a lace glove.' Elegy or ode, personal history or menagerie—these pithy poems are as elegant and wise as they are whimsical. It's as if each line rides the razor—thin balance between inevitability and surprise. 'White...