Danusha Laméris

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We love a poem of praise, but love it best when it nodsor bowsto difficulty. We want the poem to mirror our real lives: the beauty and wonder, yes, but also the difficulty and loss.

Together we’ll spend four online sessions exploring poems that ferry us across rough seas, a lantern in hand.

Zoom Class

4 Sundays, October 6-27

4pm to 5:30pm PT 

(7pm to 8:30pm ET)

Maggie and Danusha

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Danusha Laméris 

Poet, teacher and essayist

 

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Workshops, courses and retreats

Low-residency MFA at Pacifica University

Appearances & Readings

“How lightly we learn to hold hope, as if it were an animal that could turn around and bite your hand. And still we carry it the way a mother would carefully, from one day to the next.”

“Remember? How the dirt glinted and shimmered, how the blind earth once writhed, alive in your hands.”

“How faithful the tide that has carried us–that carries us now–out to sea and back.”

“I want to leave something here in the rough dirt. A twig, a small stone––perhaps this poem––a reminder to begin, again, by listening carefully with the body’s rapt attention––remember? To this, to this.”

Books

 

Blade by Blade

Danusha Laméris

  

Forthcoming September 2024

Danusha Laméris’s third book, Blade by Blade, is a book of hungers: Hunger for the bright glare of poppies, for the hidden name of the beloved, for the cracked continental edge, for all we keep in “the heart’s farthest chambers.” Seeking a way back to joy following the deaths of her son and brother, the poet finds wonder in the furred legs of a caterpillar, in egrets, elephants, and elk, solace in the seagull’s speckled egg. Here we taste a longing to kiss in the dark corner of the gym, to leap into a volcano’s molten fire, to be unraveled, undone thread by thread, made one with all things. Microscopic and tidal, earthquake and fire-prone, Blade by Blade thrives in the underbrush of human emotion. These poems are luminous missives tossed on the wind asking us to re-enter the world we’ve forsaken, to set foot, as if for the first time, on the green earth and begin again.