This Gone Place

Lisa Parker Comes From Women Whose Wombs Rained Babies.the First Generation Raised Outside The Hollers Of The Blue Ridge.walking The Line Between The Mountains And The Cities. As The Speaker Of The Poem Tracing Says, Loading Up Her Car To Drive Back To The City From Her Mountain Homeplace, I Have Known That Spastic Moment Of Pushing Away All My Life., Pushing Away And Yet Always, Always Looking Back. For Parker Writes From The Razor Edge Of Double Consciousness Which Is Both The Gift And Curse Of The True Poet-she Is Here And Not Here, There And Not There, Fully Present In Every Moment Yet Already Absent, Too, Isolating It, Knowing It, Naming It.