Publisher's Synopsis
How Much We Must Have Looked Like Stars To Stars by Alysia Nicole Harris intermingles a lushness of texture with a well-defined sagacity of form, and a compelling honesty in these perfectly-crafted poems: "I cannot go / to sleep in my heart. I wet everything & let / parts of me disappear in the drain." The images will lead you to passages of brilliance.
Leah MainesPublisher, Finishing Line PressA wild glory suffuses the poetry of Alysia Harris. Here, the body is not villainous nor detached from the imbedded songs of wonder, justice, and history. Here are lines, as if built from Brecht's gestic principle, that wake us from the Big Sleep, that caution us from looking askance at our inexorable beauty. Poem after poem she demonstrates an instinctive glamour in speech that is artful, humane, and profoundly alive.Major JacksonAuthor of Holding Company
