Carrie Fountain was born and raised in Mesilla, New Mexico. Fountain's books include the National Poetry Series award winner Burn Lake and Instant Winner. Her poems have appeared in American Poetry Review, Poetry, and Tin House, among others. She received her MFA at the James A. Michener Center for Writers at the University of Texas at Austin where she was a fellow. She lives with her husband, playwright and novelist Kirk Lynn, in Austin, Texas.
Advance praise for The Life Fleeting, wondrous, clear. --Ms. Magazine With its wonder at daily living, The Life lures you into its quiet world only to ignite in abundance, ferocity, and the aching truth of survival. Fountain's stunning poems illuminate the complexities of motherhood and marriage with a clear, lyrical voice that speaks to us all. --Ada Limon, author of The Carrying Life here has been caught, still squirming, on poet Fountain's lines. She lets her haul go, releases and casts another line, one after another, big and little fish, small or wild or turning lines. Each catch released as if the fisher forgot her hunger for a split second and it came back, ravenous for her. This poet's voice works the way any great art works: so beautiful it hurts maybe too much that it seems dangerous. But it's not like 'any great art'-- it's this one book, this voice, this life, the only one we have. And this book changed it. --Brenda Shaughnessy, author of The Octopus Museum As the poet herself (mother, teacher, partner, citizen) must, these poems begin in chaotic dailiness, then swerve into sudden clarity of attention. They stun with pleasurable, often funny, at times devastating recognition. A single life, of one struggling, searching being, becomes the life: what is despite our differences common. We can all recognize each other and ourselves in these marvelous poems. --Matthew Zapruder, author of Father's Day Carrie Fountain has done it again--and again, I'm in awe, like a kid watching a magician and hoping to understand the tricks. How, reading this book, can I be so grounded in the life--its paper valentines, its grocery runs, its dead pet fish that flash like money one last time / before vanishing down the drain --but also be taken elsewhere, beyond? In poems that explore motherhood, selfhood, marriage, faith and belief, and the deep loneliness of being human, Fountain celebrates love and family while also acknowledging that we are traveling alone toward wherever it is we are going: It is unbearable, and though / it is unbearable, I bear it. Perhaps, as she writes, there is no such thing as perfect, only good enough, but The Life seems evidence to the contrary. To me this book is perfect. --Maggie Smith, author of Good Bones and Keep Moving