After reading some poems by Sunnylyn Thibodeaux which were included in one of our Blue Press magazines a friend told me he thought that she was an imaginary poet that Price & I had dreamed up. But he was wrong, Sunnylyn is for real, as anyone who is lucky enough to get hold of her latest chapbook will find out. These are poems that hold their measure of light & grace, tender & tough & with enough lyric torque to spin your soul. Beautiful stuff laid down unwavering & true, & what a GREAT set of poems, they break yr heart & scatter the pieces out along the drowsy numbness of forever. I don’t know what she’s been drinking but I want a mainline hit of it right now.
