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Acknowledgments
ОглавлениеI would like to express gratitude to the editors of the following publications in which poems in this book first appeared, sometimes in different form.
Apple Valley Review: “Bees,” “Envy”
Art House America: “Candles, Sugar, Rum,” “Dresses,” “Kukicha,” “The Musicians”
Ascent: “Signs”
the Aurorean: “Indiana Breakers”
Blueline: “Advent Ride,” “Casey Road”
The Comstock Review: “Swan Bones”
The Cresset: “Trestle,” “Potpourri”
Kentucky Review: “Water”
The Lascaux Review: “My Parents Jitterbug at Weddings”
Lime Hawk: “Blueberries,” “Early Summer Prayer,” “Hawks”
Midwestern Gothic: “Alleys,” “Flying Cross”
Nimrod International: “Cardinal Moon,” “Gladys with the Stand Up Bass”
The Other Journal: “Wrestler”
Relief Journal: “Baptism,” “Blue Lens,” “Butterfly,” “Communion”
Rock and Sling: “Allegany Prayer,” “Black Caps”
Sapientia: “Ram Offering,” “Wood Sorrel”
The Timberline Review: “Dog at the Bus Stop,” “Tea”
The Tishman Review: “Marble City Breakdown,” “Mohawk Valley,” “The Pinecrest Years”
Windhover: “Slava”
Also, a special thank you to the following individuals who have spent time with these poems over the past few years and given meaningful advice along the way: Daniel Bowman Jr., Emily Whittaker, Amy and Jack Peterson, Julie Moore, Tania Runyan, Jae Newman, Marci Johnson, Hannah Dillon, Kathy and Timothy Dick, Beth Lykling, and Rachel Lake.
Thank you to the following professors for believing in me: Harold Hurley, Judd Decker, and Thom Ward.
Thank you to Orin Domenico for introducing me to Robert Johnson and Barbara Kingsolver, letting me read Blanche Dubois, and giving me the English scholarship even though I wanted to be a nurse. Thank you to the Bookouts for the marching band memories.
Thank you to Kelly Louise Judd for allowing me to use her beautiful illustration for cover art, and to Kelli Allen for my epigraph, a line from her poem “Market Day in Someone Else’s City.”
Finally, thank you to my family: Gail and Paul Whittaker, for unfailing support; Gabe, for country drives and birdwatches; Emily, for being the best of sisters; and Grandma Edith Gallogly, for passing down your love of books and giving me my first volume of poetry. Thank you to Dan, for endless encouragement, edits, and late night snacks, and to Una and Casey for being you. Thank you to my extended family for the gift of music, and to the Mohawk Valley friends who are family too, and always in my heart.
