A Book About Absorbing What We Love Until It Transforms Us

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By Nina Maclaughlin

By Doireann Ni Ghriofa

A man is shot in the street. When his wife arrives at his body, she kneels by it and, frantic with love and grief, cups her hands and drinks his blood. She then writes a poem, a keen to her slain husband, and it will echo through the centuries. “Love, your blood was spilling in cascades, / and I couldn’t wipe it away, couldn’t clean it up, no, / no, my palms turned cups and oh, I gulped.”

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