Made in Detroit

In her trademark style combining the sublime with gritty reality, Marge Piercy describes the night she was born- othe sky burned red /over Detroit and sirens sharpened their knives. / The elms made tents of solace over grimy / streets and alley cats purred me to sleep.o She writes in graphic, unflinching language about the poor, banished now by politicians, no longer oreal people like corporations.o There are elegies for her peer group of poets, gone now, whose work she cherishes but...
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In her trademark style combining the sublime with gritty reality, Marge Piercy describes the night she was born- othe sky burned red /over Detroit and sirens sharpened their knives. / The elms made tents of solace over grimy / streets and alley cats purred me to sleep.o She writes in graphic, unflinching language about the poor, banished now by politicians, no longer oreal people like corporations.o There are elegies for her peer group of poets, gone now, whose work she cherishes but from whom she cannot help but want more. There are laments for the suicide of dolphins and for her beloved cats, as she remembers oexactly how I loved each.o She continues to celebrate Jewish holidays in compellingly original ways, and sings the praises of her marriage and the small pleasures of life. A stunning collection in the best Piercy tradition.