Nadine Sabra Meyer's book of poems, The Anatomy Theater, won the National Poetry Series and was published by HarperCollins. Her poems have won the New Letters Prize for Poetry, the Meridian Editor's Prize, and a Pushcart Prize. Nadine holds a B.A. from Johns Hopkins University, an M.F.A. from George Mason University and a Ph.D. from the University of Missouri, Columbia. Poems from her new manuscript, Chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemum, have appeared in The Southern Review, Southwest Review, Shenandoah, Literary Imagination, Boulevard, Nimrod, North American Review, storySouth, The Missouri Review, Prairie Schooner, Blackbird, Western Humanities Review and Ploughshares. Nadine is an Associate Professor at Gettysburg College.
" 'Though I am staggered, I am not undone, ' Nadine Sabra Meyer
writes in her lucid, precise and well-crafted second book, a
testament of moving into another stage of life. I am heartened by
this heartfelt book of grief and sanctuary."--Edward Hirsch
(1/1/2017 12:00:00 AM)
"I admire the fierce attentiveness of Nadine Sabra Meyer's poems:
their formal elegance, their elegiac habit. Her subject is the body
in pleasure, the body in pain, the mutable body, and the legible
body. I am reminded of the care and rare mastery of such poets as
Louise Bogan, Anthony Hecht, Elizabeth Bishop, and Frank Bidart.
Meyer's poems are at once intimate and complex, lyrically taut and
narratively captivating."--Eric Pankey (1/1/2017 12:00:00 AM)
"Reading these poems one seems to be watching the poet perform a
dangerous and revealing dance on a small platform hanging high
above a fierce and threatening sea. The images, metaphor built upon
metaphor, come at the reader in waves, inspiring awe at a poet who
can maintain her balance amid so much deep love and devastation.
This is an impressive performance indeed."--Peter Stitt (1/1/2017
12:00:00 AM)
"These new poems from Nadine Meyer are lushly stark and beautifully
forbidding. They deal with family and death and hope, 'a
diminishing triangle of light on the sea.' They deal with 'the
gears of heaven and earth, ' and 'the panorama of loneliness' and
the 'well-lit emptiness' of toasts and prayers. The music is
intoxicating and, at times, fairy-talish and completely absorbing.
The poems in Chrysanthemum, Chrysanthemum, face down their
ghosts--in 'Go' a mother's final breaths are experienced first
hand, from the interior. There's bravery here and lasting wisdom.
We may want such gifts from our poetry, though we seldom get
them."--Philip Schultz (1/1/2017 12:00:00 AM)
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