Gigot\'s Feeding Hour deftly reimagines motherhood and devotion in the most tender of ways.
As a farmer en.
What can one animal teach another about the harsh hours of labor, mothering, and letting go? How much are we part of a universal family of beings? As Gigot states our lives are ...separate / and also glaringly interwoven.
In Jessica Gigot\'s Feeding Hour we encounter this basic truth again and again.
Make peace with this and all will be well.
She proclaims, I sing to / The one I am welcoming to this strange world, and her poems are an openhearted host for lucky readers like us.-Todd Davis, author of Native Species and Winterkill The Buddhist teacher Jack Kornfield said, everything has a beginning and an end.
There is magic in this collection as the poet dreams herself into the bodies of these sheep and tells us about the changing landscape, strands of past and present, the possible futures that her own pregnancies remind her still await.
A shepherdess, Gigot speaks with authority about the sacrifices of care, the shared happiness and grief that braid like an old rope around the life she has chosen.
As Gigot says, what we care for comes / back to us in hard / and mysterious ways.-Keetje Kuipers, author of All Its Charms and The Keys to the Jail Jessica Gigot tells us the earth laughs in grass, as she composes a poetry of hard-earned joy sewn in the fertile soil of motherhood and farming.
These tender poems, like bare-rooted, spare-spined saplings waiting to be planted, possess the delicate heft of haiku and a heavier weight, too-that of all the promising leaves those trees will someday bear.
From new lambs to tulip bulbs, from pelicans to pink moons, these poems are a meditation on the world\'s generous offerings.
But motherhood is all about the mutual desire of bodies and their ability to sate our endless thirst: the mother\'s body, the child\'s, and, in Jessica Gigot\'s new collection, the earth\'s, as well. -Aimee Nezhukumatathil, author of Oceanic and World of Wonders It might perhaps come as a surprise that a book immersed in the experience of motherhood-carrying, birthing, and raising a child-would also be so replete with hunger.
Riding the elephant in the room, back and forth between home and away.
I\'m so smitten with these love poems that dare promise a possible landscape where ...we can finally have everything, be everything we are called to be
Ourselves, in our own parade.
This book will remind you how to care and be cared for.
Gigot\'s Feeding Hour deftly reimagines motherhood and devotion in the most tender of ways
