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    Untrussed: Poems
    Untrussed: Poems
    Untrussed: Poems
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    Untrussed: Poems

    By Christine Stewart-Nuñez

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    Stewart-Nuñez draws upon a number of styles—persona, ekphrastic, lyrical, formal—to create a collection that explores the promises of love and loss. Among Untrussed’s many delights is a series of Wonder Woman poems that reveal a heroine who is as human as she is superhuman. From pleasure to pain to hope of new love, this collection draws readers into the everyday magic of the world.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherUniversity of New Mexico Press
    Release dateSep 15, 2016
    ISBN9780826357175
    Untrussed: Poems
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    Christine Stewart-Nuñez

    Christine Stewart-Nuñez is also the author of Keeping Them Alive and Postcard on Parchment (winner of the ABZ First Book Poetry Contest). Her poems and essays have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies.

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