Mortal Trash: Poems

Passionate and irreverent, Mortal Trash transports the readers into a world of wit, lament, and desire. In a section called Over the Bright and Darkened Lands, canonical poems are torqued into new shapes. Except Thou Ravish Me, reimagines John Donne's famous Batter my heart, Three-person'd God as told from the perspective of a victim of domestic violence. Like Pablo Neruda, Addonizio hears a swarm of objects that call without being answered hospital crash carts, lawn gnomes, Evian bottles, wind-up Christmas creches, edible panties, cracked mirrors. Whether comic, elegiac, or ironic, the poems in Mortal Trash remind us of the beauty and absurdity of our time on earth.

From Scrapbook

We believe in the one-ton rose and the displaced toilet equally. Our blues

assume you understand not much, and try to be alive, just as we do,

and that it may be helpful to hold the hand of someone as lost as you.