Many of these poems honour the poet’s brother, who died of AIDS; his Spirit–in rhinestone tiara, crimson crpe de Chine, and flamingo-pink pumps–is the muse of the book, watching over Foster’s shoulder as she explores and explodes the myths of our culture, the definitions in our dictionaries, and the categories of identity that define and confine us. Some of the poems revisit childhood, recalling a little boy who was “all toys and talk,” observing that “boys will be boys/until dying makes them men.””
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“In their grieving, these poems convey anger and wit, with a grim humour that is both sad and celebratory.” —Winnipeg Free Press
About the Author
Clarise Foster spent ten years living in the South Pacific. Her family moved to Guam when she was twelve and she has since lived in Hawaii, Seattle, and Vancouver. She now lives in Winnipeg. Foster’s poetry collections include The Flame Tree and The Way Boys Sometimes Are.