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Andi Myles is a Washington DC area science writer by day, poet in the in between times. Her favorite space is the fine line between essay and poetry. Her work has appeared in Rattle, Tahoma Literary Review, and B O D Y, among others.
You can find her at www.andimyles.com.
In Fractured Symphony, Andi Myles offers a luminous balance between science and passion—the mystery of the cosmos, and sex soaked in gin. She confesses, I am sorry/ I make you sad. Then she warns us, Our mothers lied/and the last woman to be burned at the stake has yet to be born. Her poetry is an icy river and a steaming bath. We are gutted by her losses and still comforted by her wisdom. In poem after poem, her subjects return to the tragic question in "Merry-go-round” what if/ what if. Then in “My Neighborhood” she saves us, The secret of happiness, Hephaestus told me once/ before kissing me goodnight,/ is good enough.
Just brilliant.
-Valentina Gnup, author of Ruined Music and Sparrow Octaves
Andi Myles’s Fractured Symphony shimmers with unforgettable images ranging from the far reaches of the galaxy to the stem of a ripe strawberry. Constellations are hopped up on space dust, black holes are all talk, and the speaker commands her unruly emotions to stand in a line and sing like the Von Trapp family children. Myles’s keen eye for detail and sly humor captivate. This work is open-hearted but does not shy away from harder realities. Myles’s symphony might be “fractured,” but it still produces a music that is both memorable and beautiful.
-Anthony Cappo, author of When You're Deep in a Thing and My Bedside Radio
From Andromeda slouching on a door to the atoms cut with a scalpel, these poems in Fractured Symphony by Andi Myles, embody deep questions that pull back the sky to reveal a truth that is less than obvious. Worlds can become delicate knots and strings tethered to existential questions on love and whether the universe or God contains an answer. Fragile and complex, I’m raptured by the sneaky devilish nature of these poems. These poems love hard until the end and burn hot with symphonic rage for unenlightenment. I’m thrilled by these poems and can’t wait to see where galaxies her work brings next.
— Sebastian Páramo, author of Portrait of Burning
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