By turns quirky, startling, earthy, and hope-filled, Micheline
Maylor's poems slip effortlessly through topics ranging from what
we give up as we age to regrets for love that has passed, the
interplay between the animal world and human thought, and the myths
we append to ourselves and others. An expansive, conversational
voice underscores the poet's technical mastery as her subjects turn
from love to hope to fearlessness. Maylor asks readers to perceive
how we inhabit our selves, how words construct us. Little Wildheart
is rich with challenge and surprise. I check the box on the
government forms: Caucasian. No box for colonized, for the 1/16th
bred. Just the double helix of my DNA, my ability to sun-brown, and
my own green-eyed children of the voyageur, river visions still
caught in their irises. We're born out of a long ago season.
Everyone is sure of place and race. Blood and semen mixed in dirt
and cervix, convex and enchanted by muskrat's eerie smile, dark
truth furred and matted, stroked by a river paddle. Let that long
tooth bite now in the land of the race riots, negro, and redskin,
the underground railroad, and the Indian village. Let the name
Pontiac take new form and hit the road, the righteous mile where
judgement and boundary blurs, especially on matters of composition
blood, bone, and relations. -from "Detroit Zoo bathroom 1977"
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