Fight or Flight is the third poetry collection by Nashville native Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum. He’ll appear at Parnassus Books in Nashville on March 16.
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“The Orb Weaver’s Song”
Book Excerpt: Fight or Flight
Meet Me Deep in This Mystery
Moments of internal reckoning resonate in three recent poetry collections
In three recent poetry collections by Tennessee authors, moments of internal reckoning take center stage. Katherine Smith’s Secret City, Darius Stewart’s Intimacies in Borrowed Light, and Tyler Friend’s Him or Her or Whatever all foreground highly subjective perspectives in resonant conflict with the world around them.
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Strange and Evil
De’Shawn Charles Winslow’s Decent People uncovers troubling secrets in small-town North Carolina
In De’Shawn Charles Winslow’s Decent People, a woman hopes to retire quietly in her North Carolina hometown only to find it convulsed by a triple murder. Winslow will appear at the SouthWord Literary Festival in Chattanooga on April 14-15.
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Randall Kenan Could Fly
A posthumous collection captures a beloved writer’s brilliance
Black Folk Could Fly, a volume of selected writings by the late Randall Kenan, explores the many aspects of African American life in the South.
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She Loved Baseball
Andrea Williams tells the story of Effa Manley in Baseball’s Leading Lady
FROM THE CHAPTER 16 ARCHIVE: Nashville author Andrea Williams formerly worked in marketing and development for the Negro Leagues Baseball Museum in Kansas City, Missouri. Her wide knowledge of the subject is evident in her first book for young readers, Baseball’s Leading Lady: Effa Manley and the Rise and Fall of the Negro Leagues, an account of the only woman in the Baseball Hall of Fame.
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One Mississippi, Two
I can’t forget my client’s final phone call
Thirty-six hours after my client was executed, I drove along the highway in the direction opposite the prison for my wisdom teeth extraction. The throb ballooning at the back of my gums had become a rhythmic, welcome distraction from the grief scratching my throat ragged.
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