Tania Pryputniewicz November Butterfly

In November Butterfly, the lyrical I looks into the mirror to find a different face with each pass. In this way, Pryputniewicz maintains the intimacy of the poetic I while expanding the personal lyric to a global resonance. As Ophelia, Jeanne d’Arc, Nefertiti, Amelia, Lady Diana, Marilyn and Sylvia come to reflect, we too find ourselves dissolving into the mirror…. Pryputniewicz threads the narratives of multitudes into the singular I; with her gift of deep empathy, imagination, and lyricism, she gives readers the chance to live again and again and again.

 - Nicelle Davis, author of Becoming Judas, In the Circus of You, and Circe

 

What does it mean to love, deeply, passionately, and in ways that will make it impossible to return to the life one was living before? What does it mean to link the great streaming magic of the everyday—to a real day? Divination and sacrifice offer us a way through. Pryputniewicz does not flinch from the challenges of the labyrinth—pathways that might lead equally, or randomly, to betrayal or desire. “So easy to muck the translation,” she writes, “no common language— that gap between the self one loves and the self one fears.” Her book gives us some courage—as we read and breathe that gap—to return what we find there to our own shattered and shattering, quotidian and startling lives.

 - Bhanu Kapil, author of The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers, Incubation: a space for monsters, humanimal [a project for future children], Schizophrene, and Ban en Banlieue

 

Pryputniewicz’s reckonings often occur through the miasma of motherhood, especially when pregnancy and labor become triggering states of being, like in the poem “Absolute Power.” Pryputniewicz writes, “…blood, the acned face of a stranger re-clasping/his belt, the things I told myself to calm/down at fourteen. How dare the old trespass/trespass now, unable like other good mothers…” The poems in the second and third section move in and out of physical space as the poet continues to turn Joyce’s mirror to reflect the language, and not just the image.

  - Lauren Gordon, Damfino Press, author of Meaningful Fingers, Knocking at the Door, and Keen

 

If there is truth to Pryputniewicz's voice, and I believe there is, it is in her search for the beauty to be found in dark places. Certainly her title poem reflects that, as she takes "...a butterfly with a frayed / wing pinned living / to the windshield" and makes the gesture of liberating that wounded yet vibrant creature. It is a liberation of all our wounded selves and our sorrows.

  - Susan Schoch, Story Circle Book Reviews, author of The Clay Connection: Jim and Nan McKinnell.

 

Author’s Note: Tania Pryputniewicz on November Butterfly The Mom Egg Review

 

Interview with Tania Pryputniewicz at TCJWW

 

Tania discusses some of the November Butterfly poems here.

ISBN 978-0-9913952-1-7

 

(November 1st 2014)

 

$16 (Kindle $7.99)