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Across the breadth of this single long poem, Laressa Dickey honors both absence and memory as they are embedded in the objects of daily life. The landscape of a childhood Tennessee seen from the vantage of adulthood is populated by honey hives, purple martins, tall grass, and crying girls. There are dogs. There are brothers. Somehow things are held together.

A Piece of Information About His Invisibility tracks the inevitable loss that takes place between siblings who must grow up; between places we come from and places we find in our dreams and our travels. Here, accumulations of line and of image bring us, in the end, back into a relationship with what we believed was lost forever.

32 pp., hand-bound in an edition of 100.
ISBN 978-0-9571859-5-1


Advance praise for Laressa Dickey’s A Piece of Information About His Invisibility:

From Maggie Nelson, author of Bluets and The Art of Cruelty: “Using ordinary language and simple declarative rhythms, Laressa Dickey makes a poetry that is meticulous, smart, and strange—almost occult—while also rooted in earth, beauty, and understatement. A Piece of Information About His Invisibility is radiant with narrative mystery and language-made-music. It is a quiet, original, and gorgeous poem.”

From Jonterri Gadson, author of Pepper Girl: “Laressa Dickey’s A Piece of Information About His Invisibility inhabits liminal space through fragmented narratives that fold into and over one another, guided by a lyric voice, an intriguing ghost, with a key quietly turning in the lock throughout this long poem. This work lives and thrives on the intersections of human experience. What captivates the most is how this poem plays itself out on the page the way fragments of memory inhabit the mind. It’s genius.”

From Kathleen Ossip, author of The Cold War: “If A Piece of Information About His Invisibility reads like a detective story, we find its clues in an identifiable place (the rural South) and a past (time of 8-tracks, Little League, and long long days) reconstructed by longing. The poem doesn’t ask whodunnit, but who is gone. That question must be asked, the book suggests, because the boy who disappears is marginalized by time, class, and his own wonderful oddness. The answer is carefully and gorgeously constructed in lines that shimmer. Finally, all that’s left is ‘Gull above boy with hand raised/boy sitting at table waving.’ But A Piece of Information about His Invisibility is also an elegy: Poof! He’s invisible…but the poem remains.”

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