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		<title>Hello, Darling</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<h3><em>by Christine Higgins<br />
<strong>2nd Place, Chapbook Prize</strong></em></h3>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1 style="text-align: left;">Hello, Darling</h1>
<h3 style="text-align: left;">by Christine Higgins</h3>
<h4>A Poetry Box Chapbook Prize Winner – Second Place, 2019</h4>
<p class="p1"><strong><em>Hello, Darling</em></strong> explores the relationship of a mother with her daughter struggling with mental health. Christine Higgins shares both the joy and the complexity of childrearing, while paying tribute to an exuberant and creative child. Motherhood doesn’t end, but it does change when the daughter dies at the age of seventeen. These poems explore the grief of both parents and what it takes to heal from within that grief.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>In <em>Hello, Darling</em>, Higgins gives voice to sorrow while holding fast to the love that is essential.</p>
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<h2>About the Author</h2>
<p class="p1"><strong><img fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" class="alignleft wp-image-3234 size-medium" src="https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/CH-Author-photo-WEB-218x300.jpg" alt="Christine Higgins" width="218" height="300" srcset="https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/CH-Author-photo-WEB-218x300.jpg 218w, https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/10/CH-Author-photo-WEB.jpg 600w" sizes="(max-width: 218px) 100vw, 218px" /></strong></p>
<p class="p1">Christine (Mullin) Higgins was born in Staten Island, New York.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>She has been writing poetry since the 3rd grade when Sr. Thomas created a writers’ club that met before the school day began. A graduate of Marymount Manhattan College, she moved to Baltimore to attend The Writing Seminars of The John Hopkins University.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>For ten years, she taught writing at Loyola University, and also for the Masters in Writing Program at The Johns Hopkins University in Washington, D.C.</p>
<p class="p1">A series of personal events led later in life to a rewarding career, including research, where she has focused on substance use disorders and mental health. Her work has appeared widely in numerous print and on-line journals.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>She is the author of two chapbooks, co-author of <i>In the Margins: a Conversation in Poetry </i>(Cherry Grove Collections, 2017), and <i>Plum Point Folio</i>, a collection of her poems and her husband’s photographs.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>Her awards include a residency at the McDowell Colony, and Individual Artist Awards from the Maryland State Arts Council in Poetry and Non-Fiction.<span class="Apple-converted-space">  </span>She is currently at work on a memoir about grief. <span class="Apple-converted-space">   </span></p>
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<h2>What They&#8217;re Saying  . . .</h2>
<blockquote><p>Christine Higgins is a poet and a mother who is examining, hunting, searching for meaning in the death of her and her husband’s only child, Emily, who was also a gifted poet searching for life’s meaning. Go as far back in human history as it is recorded and you’ll find mankind, poets in particular, dealing with the grief, sorrow, and pain of life.</p>
<p>This collection of poems clearly defines Emily and the loss her death brought. The donation of their daughter’s heart is powerfully described in “The Boy.” My favorite poem is “Love Child” which is about her parents after Emily’s death and a trip to Key West. It speaks to the truth William Faulkner spoke to all writers. Be the last voice on the barren rock in the last sunset still speaking we were put here, not to survive but to prevail. Christine Higgins has, as we Lakota say, written a Death Song that acknowledges when sung, we are always present. This is poetry at its purest and best. I wish I could send a copy to every mother whose son I taught who has his name carved on The Wall of black granite. Then they would know the spirit lives long after we’ve left the earth.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">­~Andrew Brown, <em>The Chugalug King</em></p>
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<blockquote><p><em>Hello, Darling</em>. In the title poem of this carefully arranged chapbook, Christine Higgins greets her newborn daughter immediately after giving birth. But too quickly the daughter is being whisked away by the nurse, and so the very word hello—such a plain and common American word—is already beautiful with poetic power. The poems that follow in this small but stunning collection are narrative in that they tell the story of a mother’s love that must endure—and survive—a painful letting go. But these poems also rise, as good poems do, up and out of the personal narrative. An accomplished poet, Christine Higgins lets go of her beloved daughter in a way that, as grieving mother, she surely must have thought impossible. To the world then, especially to those who think it impossible, she offers these poems. They sing Hello—that ordinary word of greeting, of recognition—to the beloved. Even in the face of death they sing. And they keep singing, the connection ever strong.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">­~Madeleine Mysko, <em>Crucial Blue</em></p>
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<blockquote><p>I read <em>Hello, Darling</em> with my whole heart and soul. Poet Christine Higgins is a mother who suffers the unimaginable grief of losing her daughter. In poem after poem, in myriad forms, she composes a song that has everything in it—her daughter’s birth, her life, and her life after…. I read it again and again because I wanted to be beside these poems, to feel their tenderness, their hope, and their deep love.</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">­~Kendra Kopelke, <em>Hopper’s Women</em></p>
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		<title>Shrinking Bones</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<h3><em>by Judy K. Mosher<br />
1st Place, Chapbook Prize</em></h3>
<h5>Released: Dec 1, 2018</h5>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h1 style="text-align: left;">Shrinking Bones</h1>
<h3 style="text-align: left;">by Judy K. Mosher</h3>
<h4>A Poetry Box Chapbook Prize Winner &#8211; First Place</h4>
<p><em>Shrinking Bones</em> by Judy K. Mosher is the first place winner of The Poetry Box Chapbook Prize for 2018. These poems grew from the author’s journey with her aging mother and her memory of her &#8220;past paid work-life&#8221; as a professor of anatomy and physiology. The collection is a rich marriage of poetic observation joined with an in-depth understanding of the human body. It portrays a beautiful story of love, loss and grief, as well as the complex relationship between mother and daughter.</p>
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<h2>About the Author</h2>
<p class="p1"><strong><img decoding="async" class="alignleft wp-image-2245 size-medium" src="https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred-243x300.jpg" alt="Judy Mosher" width="243" height="300" srcset="https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred-243x300.jpg 243w, https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred-600x741.jpg 600w, https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred-768x948.jpg 768w, https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred-830x1024.jpg 830w, https://thepoetrybox.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/AuthorPhoto-preferred.jpg 1280w" sizes="(max-width: 243px) 100vw, 243px" /></strong></p>
<p><strong>Judy K Mosher, Ph.D.</strong>, writes poetry and prose from her home in Santa Fe, where she wanders the mountains and arroyos with her golden retriever, Jessie. Home for over thirty years, New Mexico always kindles awe.</p>
<p>Judy’s professional life primarily consisted of teaching in higher education. Her Ph.D. specialties were Biomechanics and Exercise Physiology. As a professor, she facilitated nursing, physical therapy, and physical education students’ mastery of anatomy and physiology. Judy has also worked in academic, environmental, and community non-profit administration. She recently earned a Certificate in Creative Writing from Santa Fe Community College.</p>
<p>Many American adult children experience the challenges of distance when their parents age. Judy feels blessed that her Mother relocated making Santa Fe her home during her final twenty years. When poor health arrived, geographical convenience and a strong adult mother-daughter friendship provided a container until Evelyn passed at age eighty-eight. Their time together seeded the poems in this collection.</p>
<p>Her prose and poetry have been published in Adobe Walls, CALYX, Malpais Review, Noyo River Review, and 200newmexicopoems.wordpress.com among other places. She has received finalist and honorable mention awards in numerous poetry contests. Judy co-authored <em>Bosque Rhythms</em>, a collection of poems dedicated to Bosque del Apache Wildlife Refuge, with Lee Dunne, Cheryl Marita, Paula Miller and Elizabeth O’Brien. <em>Bosque Rhythms</em> was a 2015 Finalist in the New Mexico-Arizona Book Awards. <em>Shrinking Bones</em> is her first chapbook.</p>
[Website: <a href="http://JudyKMosher.wordpress.com" target="_blank" rel="noopener noreferrer">http://JudyKMosher.wordpress.com]</a></p>
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<h2>What They&#8217;re Saying  . . .</h2>
<blockquote><p>“In <em>Shrinking Bones</em> you come to know a mother and her daughter as Judy K. Mosher’s mother ages, shrinks, and dwindles toward death. Mosher skillfully juxtaposes each poem with a description of bones –  fingertips, ossicles, orbits, even a phantom limb – to build a framework of tender poems that detail how her mother cared for her, mellowed as time passed, even what made her mother laugh. Mosher’s sensitive and delicate poetic touch shares how she tended her mother’s wounds at the end of a long life and holds her memory now with each look in the mirror. If your relationship with your mother was not thus, you might wish it could have been.”</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">~ Tricia Knoll, author of <em>How I Learned To Be White</em> and <em>Broadfork Farm</em></p>
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<blockquote><p>“As the skeleton is the hardscape of the body, so poetry creates a precise armature of language on which to hang experience and emotion. Judy Mosher has done a masterful job of bringing anatomy and poetry together in a way that enhances the understanding of both. The metaphors here give the reader new insight into the universality — and specifics — of the mother-daughter bond. An enlightening collection!”</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">~ Miriam Sagan, poet</p>
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<blockquote><p>“To witness the death of her mother and her own grief, Mosher has invoked the metaphor of the bones of the body to describe the gentle path to the end. Her mastery, the metaphor and the simplicity of the poems focus a unique light on the journey.”</p>
<p style="text-align: right;">~ Lee Firestone Dunne, author of <em>Life in the Poorhouse </em>and <em>Cocktail Shaker</em></p>
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<h2>Book Launch Readings:</h2>
<div class="gca-column one-third first box-teal"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Sunday, Dec 2, 2018 </strong></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>at 2:00 pm</strong></span><br />
Poetry reading featuring Judy K. Mosher &amp; Miriam Sagan<br />
<strong>Southside Public Library</strong><br />
Community Room<br />
6599 Jaguar Dr.<br />
Santa Fe, New Mexico<br /></div>
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