The scope of Lambros? vision is great, the confidence of her lines (sometimes redolent with Heaney?s poise, others relishing a sonic associativeness akin to spoken word) unshaken by her timeless subject. Here is war?s face as the ancient Greeks looked upon it and as they wore it; here is its contemporary incarnation on a screen. These poems know that war is raw; they strip it, and us, down to essentials, and burn with a cool heat. —Stephanie Bolster. There are some places so dark that even the best journalism cannot render them fully, only poetry can take you there. But how to speak the unspeakable? In this courageous collection Niki Lambros takes up that task and gives us an unflinching rendition of the agonies inflicted, the prices paid, the souls unmade, in our dirty wars. Drawing on her knowledge of both classical and theological writing, of myths and martyrologies, she brings their ancient language and insight to bear on what we are doing now, and opens out the heart of our present darkness. These
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