ISBN: 978-1-946830-18-0

In the poem that opens her debut poetry collection, Susan Okie recounts an evening in the anatomy lab. Here, we witness the depths of her curiosity toward her subject’s inner workings: “I seemed to see the two of us / as if from outside, and could no longer / name the tendons. I felt my fingers / from inside her hand.” What to some might feel like harrowing proximity, Okie delivers, in astonishing verse, with wonder and even intimacy. To be sure, Woman at the Crossing is the work of a seasoned practitioner.