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– Bowling Green Daily
In this vividly imagined biography of Anne
Bradstreet's sister, Elizabeth Oakes creates a sensuous proto-feminist
who hears "hymns in the wind snapping the sheets." In
Mercy's new world, "wild things flower first." Rejected by the
Puritan community and her own family, Mercy flowers.
— Penelope Scambly Schott
In this collection Elizabeth Oakes invests the
with a fresh perspective beyond the schoolbook generalities of the
Pilgrim fathers, replacing the vague world of our founding myth with a
credible portrait of a Puritan wife whose evolving consciousness
humanizes the Puritan experience and brings it alive for us.
These deft poems help us re-imagine that world, giving voice to
the struggles and little triumphs of daily life that are not so unlike
— Richard Taylor
In Mercy in the New World,
Elizabeth Oakes imagines the life of a woman who perceives a new,
unrestrained view of humanity—and of herself and of God. Mercy is a
Puritan woman who feels her body shimmer; she is a darkly attired woman
who imagines that God caresses her eyelids when she dreams of color.
Mercy is a woman I'd sit down to coffee with, someone I'd bake scones
for, if only she existed. In imagining the possibilities of this life,
Elizabeth Oakes invites us to recognize the intensity, the spaciousness,
the mercy in our own.
— Lynn Domina
From the Book —
Our New World
An owl hoots.
in the forest sounds
like maniacal laughter.
We bolt the doors,
keep the embers glowing,
do not walk alone,
build our houses close
to each other by law.
We sleep with guns
hung over the beds. Our
dreams are violent. Many
awaken in the night,
and the neighbors hear
them call. Some wear the
skins of animals now.
We stuff dry oak leaves
in our shoes for stockings.
The leaves crackle and break.
Eventually they sound
like something human,
like teeth gnashing.