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Renee M. Sgroi holds a PhD in Education from the University of Toronto, an M.Sc. in Creativity and Change Leadership from SUNY Buffalo State, and works as a post-secondary educator. A runner up in the UK's 2020 erbacce poetry prize, her debut poetry collection, life print, in points, was published that year by erbacce-press. Renee's poetry has been published in numerous journals and anthologies including Pinhole Poetry, The /temz/ Review, The Windsor Review, The Beliveau Review, Lummox (U.S.), Prairie Fire, The Prairie Journal, Fresh Voices, and many others. Renee is a contributing editor to Arc Poetry Magazine. Her second poetry collection is forthcoming in 2024.
"In this brilliant cornucopia of varied poetic styles and diverse perspectives, a passionate and benevolent imagination interleaves excitingly with a scientifically-informed intellect. The grounding presence - both metaphoric and visceral - of the vegetable garden exerts a binding force, one of whose most engaging features is a giving voice to denizens such as onion, carrot, grasshopper, ant, and even its clay. The ""binding"" is also that of the leafy pages that persistently fold in the tensions of a loving but challenging mother-daughter bond. Altogether, a big, bristling assemblage that is bound to enlighten - and move - its readers multiply, in highly unusual ways. --Allan Briesmaster, author of The Long Bond and Windfor ""sweetness is the sound a pen makes / or a spine's crack when first opened / as a birth canal binds daughter, mother / into a book of doubled pages"" (from the title poem,""in a tension of leaves and binding"") A poet sits vigil, bears witness and we participate in a cycle of life and death- palpable, visible, quotidian. Led by her questions - ""What is a loss?"" and ""What is a visitation?"" - we are visitors in the poet's garden, where animals, plants, soil, rain, replicate, expand, die, revisit. Where the wondrous world continues its exertions regardless of human naming presence. Where we mourn the pain of human loss. Where we celebrate the human birth, our own birth -- like birds irrupting into existence, ""bursting in to the room where our lives began"" (from ""irruptions""). And we participate in this earnest play - to the point of holding book up to mirror, until we realize all the poems are mirrors, we are mirrors, words cast actual shadows, our little lives hold meaning. Thank you, Ren�e M. Sgroi, for the holy energy with which your fingers caressed this tangled earth of relationships and leaves. With reverence. And love. --Darlene Madott, author of Dying Times Right from the first poem we are taken sometimes like a whirlwind, other times held tenderly in a palm of Mother Nature's hand into a world of leaf and bole, the umwelten of garden, forest and backyard. Sgroi's poems explore the mystery of living organisms we tend to take for granted. This collection makes us consider the world around us and the languages spoken we do not listen to. Ren�e M. Sgroi is listening. --Lynn Tait, author of Your Break It You Buy It This book is a wonder, playing with form and language and stretching the boundaries of what the very best poetry can achieve. These nature-rooted poems, take the ordinary and, through the poet's alchemy, transform the everyday into something magical. This book, dazzles ""enough to silver, to shine, gold and chiaroscuro with light."" At once erudite and inviting, here is a beautifully written collection of fresh and interesting poems that is as earthy, rich and lush as the gardens Sgroi celebrates. --Marsha Barber, author of Kaddish for My Mother"
