"Part orison, part ecstatic vision, part post-Lapsarian psalm, Venison
turns the act of dressing/blessing a buck into rumination on 'the red
path' of laboring, bloodshed, making, and the search for meaning that
marks the human fall from paradise into time."-- Lisa Russ Spaar
Food doesn't get any more local, cosmic, primitive, tasty, or disturbing
than in this book-length, lyrical-meditative poem. At stake are no less
than the origins and mysteries of flesh and touch.
Thorpe Moeckel teaches at Hollins University and is the author of
two books of poems--Odd Botany and Making a Map of the River.