"A poet of her world, a writer inventing the world as she moves through it, unwilling to accept anyone else's version...there is an immediacy combined with the sense of an ongoing traditional struggle that pushes the poem out, makes it a poem of necessity."
--San Francisco Chronicle
"Mayes has an urgent interest in the ways past and present converge...she writes with terse magic."
--Los Angeles Times
In the summer
The sleeper
Good Friday, driving home
I thought about you
The untying of a knot
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