My Infinity

""The question of why haunts this stirring collection, giving voice to the human instinct to seek answers from the dead. These poignant poems will linger in readers’ minds."" —Publishers Weekly ""In My Infinity (Red Hen Press), Didi Jackson employs a lyrical grace and intimate tone as she seeks transcendence, even while acknowledging that not all wounds may heal. She explores personal concessions as she listens for the divine in the cycles of nature great and small, from the rising moon to the bathroom spider at its web."" —Washington Independent Review of Books ""My Infinity is a volume that puts Didi Jackson’s talent on full display. This is only her second poetry volume (the first, Moon Jar, was published in 2020), but it reads like the work of an accomplished poet. Her poetic territory is made clear and her voice well defined. It is introspective and yet observant of the outside world, confessional yet studiously avoidant of the mawkish or egotistical."" —World Literature Today ""Fueled by explorations of af Klint’s life and vision, Jackson’s world brims with danger and ecstasy. The poems of My Infinity thrive at points of threshold, unafraid of paradox and ambiguity. These poems press into liminal moments, creating spaces for illumination and astonishment."" —Chapter 16 ""It’s no surprise that visual artists often write poetry, but a poet inspired by a visual artist can cast a unique kind of spell, one My Infinity promises to deliver."" —Hyperallergic ""Jackson's first husband died by suicide, and her stunning metaphors are honed by a profound understanding of grief, and of the symbiotic relationship between life and death. Through close observation of birds, landscapes, sunrises, sunsets, and the night sky, among other natural phenomena, the poet draws attention to the beauty that surrounds us, a reminder that it's possible to heal after a painful loss."" —Poetry Foundation “Didi Jackson’s My Infinity is an infinitely expansive collection with an acute sensitivity to the infinitesimal, ‘the small thump’ of a goldfinch hitting the window, ‘the flash of gold / against the mica sky // as the limp feathered envelope / crumples into the green.’ The magnitude of the sorrows these poems address is harmonized by, and filtered through, a ravishing network of the deeply witnessed particularities, the holy details, of the natural world. Bringing sweep and texture and experimental energy to the collection are boldly imagined ekphrastic poems, originating from the work of Swedish abstract artist and mystic Hilma af Klint. These poems unbolt a portal, allowing Jackson to access her own visionary powers, the language of ‘hunger and awe.’ The result is a poetry so alive that it has the capacity to cradle the dead, to offer a ‘mercy that strips us naked to each other.’ I am moved and transformed by Didi Jackson’s infinity.” —Diane Seuss, author of frank: sonnets and Modern Poetry “In the beautifully rendered book of poems, My Infinity by Didi Jackson, the speaker’s voice is meditative, pensive, and warm. Tonally, these poems represent that time of day which is near dusk and twilight, when the day is mostly finished, but is scarred with too much knowledge. My Infinity grapples with the aftermath of a lover’s suicide, alongside new love and joy. Whether it is corresponding with the visual art of Hilma af Klint or the natural world, nothing is too small for this speaker to look at, as with a microscope, and correspond with, as one might correspond with the moon. Here is a poet of witness of awe alongside the music of pain and grief, and of the ‘mercy that strips us naked to each other.’” —Victoria Chang, author of With My Back to the World and OBIT ""Didi Jackson’s second collection of poems, My Infinity, is a quiet, pensive reckoning with life and death by a speaker uniquely suited to discuss such enigmatic subjects.""—Emily Rose Miller, The Florida Review Online