A collection of poems by Philadelphia native turned Irish poet. The bones are the bones of the poet - integral to the landscape of her body. They are the spines of trees, the white of the moon. The fire is love and lust - a lover's tongue, a naked woman. It's the red stones of a canyon. Bone Fire is what we feel when history unfolds its dark feathers. It wants to know what to hold onto, what to leave behind.
A collection of poems by Philadelphia native turned Irish poet. The bones are the bones of the poet - integral to the landscape of her body. They are the spines of trees, the white of the moon. The fire is love and lust - a lover's tongue, a naked woman. It's the red stones of a canyon. Bone Fire is what we feel when history unfolds its dark feathers. It wants to know what to hold onto, what to leave behind.