January House Literary Journal

Advance praise for M F Drummy’s Perdido:

Now and then you read poems that remind you how irreducible and necessary poetry is. What these poems do can’t be done in prose. They evoke places that, even if you’ve never been there, feel achingly familiar, and moments that, even though they’re someone else’s memories, feel shockingly like your own. Their intimacy is haunting, their wry humor surprising. Afterwards you put the book down where you can find it again when you need it. ~Marilyn McEntyre, author of Caring for Words in a Culture of Lies

In his first full-length collection, M F Drummy writes poems of landscapes; of honesty and attention; of everyday environmental, capitalistic destruction. There is much humor to be found here as well: “For some reason I feel like Emily Dickinson today,/a timid, untitled bird.” The book’s title, Perdido, translates to “lost,” a mother with her son’s ashes in her silver hair, but also redemption found when, elsewhere, “we hold hands among the rubble.” Read this book. ~Susan Browne, author of Monster Mash, Four Way Books, New York

M F Drummy holds a PhD in historical theology from Fordham University. The author of numerous articles, essays, poems, reviews, and a monograph on religion and ecology (Being and Earth), his work has appeared in Allium, Anti-Heroin Chic, Brawl, Emerge, Heimat Review, Hibiscus, Meetinghouse, Muleskinner, Persephone, Poemeleon, Spare Parts, Stickman Review, Winged Penny Review, and many others. Originally from Massachusetts, he and his way cool life partner of over 20 years enjoy splitting their time between the Colorado Rockies and the rest of the planet. He can be found at: Instagram @miguelito.drummalino Website https://www.pw.org/directory/writers/m_f_drummy