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    Vox Humana
    Vox Humana
    Vox Humana
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    Vox Humana

    By E. Alex Pierce

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    Poems of great passion and tenderness, as close to rapture as a writer can get and still hold on.

    E. Alex Pierce's voice can be heard echoing down the long corridors of memory and myth. It's not that these poems live in the past; instead, they manage to bring it back to life with uncanny sensual details and an urgency that makes you realize some fires never really go out. Vox Humana is all lilt and discipline in its courtliness, its surrender to the theatre of the moment at its most alive.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBrick Books
    Release dateApr 30, 2011
    ISBN9781771313308
    Vox Humana
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    E. Alex Pierce

    E. Alex Pierce, author of Vox Humana, lives in East Sable River, Nova Scotia. She conducts manuscript review workshops throughout Canada, and is Senior Editor at Boularderie Island Press. Pierce holds an MFA from Warren Wilson College and for ten years taught Creative Writing at Cape Breton University. Her work has been widely anthologized and published in literary journals. Her most recent publications are Aubade: Poetry and Prose from Nova Scotia Writers (Editor) and Salt and Wild: Shelburne County Anthology (Co-editor).

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