Prepare yourself: no one else writes poems like Selima Hill. This book is packed with images of how she imagines her lover. It's an A-Z list from Angel to Zebra, with Lugworm in between. Even the table of contents is fascinating. Like me, you might not know what to make of it, but it's compelling reading all the same.
O Lord and Master,
be my little ear,
an aligned and relaxed and resilient
little brown ear, like a brown troglodyte, Lord,
in a little brown cave ...
from Portrait of My Lover as a Nipple