Praise for Voice’s Daughter of a Heart Yet To Be Born

“Full of conscious and subconscious energy it bravely brings forth the diverse forces of our lives. It is a work of epic vision delivered as if in a trance of truth saying.” —New York Journal of Books

“With one foot in the otherworldly and another planted firmly in reality, Waldman artfully places Thel’s quandary in the context of war, terrorism, police brutality, and the devastating consequences of capitalism.” —Publishers Weekly

“When, in a protean rush of lines linked not by syntax but context, Waldman cites ‘a poetics of ecstasy/ template for literary intervention’ she’s defining her own fiery aesthetics.” —The Library Journal

“Waldman’s poetry—the words and the sound—is close to music, and really comes alive when read out loud.” —Entropy

“This is quite an extraordinary book.” —Galatea Resurrects

“To occupy, to refuse to be quieted, to look into the dark face of the present. Voice’s Daughter of a Heart Yet to Be Born recasts the cyclical patterns of William Blake’s Book of Thel in a dark meditation on endings, on revolution, on embodiment. . . . This poem is a place of grief and resistance, of improper questioning, and of explosive, irrefutable imperatives.” —Elizabeth Willis

“With attention to both the ancient and prophesy, Anne Waldman’s Voice’s Daughter of a Heart Yet to Be Born is a grand listening, a discourse inside ecstatic presences, and a hermeneutics of those intermediary states just beyond ordinary knowing. . . . If your heart beats, if your hunger needs invigoration, then let Voice’s Daughter of a Heart Yet to Be Born shift you as it did me. A truly altering experience.” —Dawn Lundy Martin

“Juxtaposing lyric arcana, journalism, critical fragments, visions of mythic and mystic beings, narrative, polemics, and even ekphrasis, Waldman has created a work that is simultaneously jeremiad and psalm. It is, then, both fearful and celebratory, an epic of a ‘time before birth.’ Anne Waldman has long been willing to enter the dance of doubting, a dance intent on undoing doubt so as to bring about incipience. In this beautiful book, the labor of beginning is sung—indubitably.” —Lyn Hejinian