And it's unforgettable." -Brenda Shaughnessy In a poem, Jones says, ∻oy's body is a song only he can hear." But now that we have this book, we can all hear it. This is not just a new voice" but a new song, a new way of singing, a new music made of deep grief's wildfire, of burning intelligence and of all-feeling heart, scorched and seared. Here we absorb each quiet resistance, each whoop of joy, a knowledge of violence and of desire, an unbearable ache/loss/yearning. Jones takes a reader deep into lived experience, into a charged world divided among unstable yet entrenched lines: racial, gendered, political, sexual, familial. Not just brilliant, caustic, and impassioned but a work that brings history-in which the personal and political are inter-constitutive-to the immediate moment. The doors of the church are open." -Patricia Smith Jones undoubtedly dipped his pen in fierce before crafting these stanzas that rock like backslap. Prelude to Bruise works its tempestuous mojo just under the skin, wreaking a sweet havoc and rearranging the pulse. "I get shout-happy when I read these poems they are the gospel they are the good news of the sustaining power of imagination, tenderness, and outright joy." -D. "Jones is the kind of writer who's more than wanted: he's desperately needed." - FlavorWire
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