“Listen and I will fill your ears with truth,” says Dailey in her opening and introductory poem, Globe Artichoke. She lets her readers know that they are in for a rough, not a smooth experience. The tipped spikes and leathery scales need to be worked through and the density needs to be thinned out. The poet continues,
…What you desire of me, sparse
in proportion to what you will discard.
Ardi shauk, ground thorn, artichoke:
Like a throat full of accordions
in a sommelier’s nightmare,
Come taste my heart.
For more of my review go here: http://dougholder.blogspot.com/2013/01/earlier-lives-poems-by-sara-dailey.html