“If we were angels, bodiless and pure, we would sing for all eternity. Connie Colwell Miller’s poems wonder how the body, with its baggy wardrobe of needs, could ever permit such music. But the body is a means. And Miller’s poems are less about leaving the flesh behind and more about discovering how the flaws and desires of daily living operate to bring a second life out into the open.”
illuminate those ordinary moments which, taken together, compose a
life. “I think we have forgotten/ why we wear our bodies” is how
the collection begins, and subsequent poems remind us of the joys, as
well as the aches, of our physicality."
— Minneapolis StarTribune
Connie Colwell Miller
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