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J.L. Moultrie’s poetry collection CAIRN operates within a world of brilliant lines and phrases, some belly-laugh humor, coupled with a fullness of heart and deep questioning, the poems possess warm familiarity yet crush with the raw power of survival.
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“Transcendent bloodletting where the flow is constant, Moultrie’s last ditch prayers offer measured nourishment to the weariest spirit.”
– Gabriel Hart, author of On High at Red Tide
“When syntax gives way to momentum and his nervous system fires, J.L’s flow state is hypnotic. Fragile like pop songs, intricate like rope, sacred language psalmic and seismic with incandescent spiritual wattage, Moultrie’s profound musicality is liturgical. You’ll want to keep it close to you.”
– Manuel Marrero, EIC ExPat Press
“The poems in J.L. Moultrie’s Cairn are electric and careworn. It’s winter in these poems. Not the season but the cold white bone of the word. Glint of beauty infused with residual violence, tender hearts in arctic environments, each line like an alchemical cloud from the aftermath of a deadly explosive.”
– David Kunhlein, author of Ezra’s Head, Bloodletter, Die Closer to Me, Decay Never Came
“There is nowhere the light of Cairn’s punk-rooted lyricism doesn’t reach. A diary in a range of poetic forms, drawing beauty from the traumas of city and family, never breaking eye contact with the reader. Vital in its sincerity and undeniable in its beauty. A deactivated gun, gifted to contemporary poetry. J. L. Moultrie is the afterglow of American violence.”
– Oliver Land, author of White Light Fades
