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in the garden, you intoxicated on a towel, kicking cooing in the clover, crickets insistent in skittering heat. Letdown and foxes line the perimeter, perk their ears with appetite. Letdown and every burner left on high, door bolted from the inside. In her third collection, Nova Scotian poet Jaime Forsythe has created an elegant long poem with Yield. In these dreamlike lines a mother faces the postpartum void from a porous house by the ocean as the veil between land and sea, and between being lost and being found, grows thinner. With repeated waves of couplets Forsythe brings the reader unforgettable images: a pom-pom that hardens into a sea urchin, an underwater dance club, a coast that melts into the sea. Delicately tracing the disorientation and dark edges of new motherhood, this is a collection that embraces beauty and ambiguity with a baby that roots for milk while what’s ancient – whether history or memory – floods in.

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""All senses are acute in this evocative collection ... unnerving, yet tender."" - Jessica Rose - Room ""Forsythe's exploded domestic poetry features a major tension between the forces of regulation and the explosions of the flotsam and traces of our lives. The language of rules, of guidebooks, often clashes with the viral variousness of lives lived messily ... Brilliantly, Forsythe takes on and explodes other languages of pedagogy."" - Lorraine York - Canadian Literature ""Jaime Forsythe's I Heard Something finds mystery in the common place ... memory and its precarious nature frequently bobs up in this book and the effect is like repeatedly looking back at a moment and becoming aware that it changes each time it's viewed. What is taken for granted gains a haunting quality that still manages to find humor in itself."" - James Lindsay - Open Book

""All senses are acute in this evocative collection ... unnerving, yet tender."" - Jessica Rose - Room ""Forsythe's exploded domestic poetry features a major tension between the forces of regulation and the explosions of the flotsam and traces of our lives. The language of rules, of guidebooks, often clashes with the viral variousness of lives lived messily ... Brilliantly, Forsythe takes on and explodes other languages of pedagogy."" - Lorraine York - Canadian Literature ""Jaime Forsythe's I Heard Something finds mystery in the common place ... memory and its precarious nature frequently bobs up in this book and the effect is like repeatedly looking back at a moment and becoming aware that it changes each time it's viewed. What is taken for granted gains a haunting quality that still manages to find humor in itself."" - James Lindsay - Open Book ""Jaime Forsythe's Yield is a book invested in the nature of limits and thresholds - of our environments, bodies, selves. Fittingly, the poet casts her reflection on the postpartum period against the Maritime coastline, calling attention to the porousness and mystery of these twinned liminalities. Forsythe's command of language is impressive, at once lush and controlled. This is a stunning book-length poem, deeply atmospheric and rhythmic, its images crafted with heady precision."" - Annick MacAskill, author of Votive and Shadow Blight

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Jaime Forsythe’s previous books are I Heard Something (Anvil Press, 2018) and Sympathy Loophole (Mansfield Press, 2012). Her poetry and fiction have appeared in Arc, EVENT, Grain, The Malahat Review, Geist, The Ampersand Review and This Magazine, among others. She holds an MFA in Creative Writing from the University of Guelph and currently lives close to where she grew up in Nova Scotia/Mi’kma’ki.

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