Very pleased and honoured by this review from Julie Enzer over at The Rumpus, contextualizing my work in a lineage of feminist poetry that I have long respected, embraced, and nodded at, but never taken on directly as a lineage or as an identity. I should talk about that more some time–why the reticence to something so obvious now. I resist being pigeon-holed in all ways I guess, not just aesthetically. In any case, here is the review. It’s unabashedly positive, something I rarely illicit from reviewers and again, I am thankful for that too. Not all reviews need to leave their little wounds.