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Diary of a Cell by Jennifer Gresham

Diary of a Cell

by Jennifer Gresham

Poetry $12.00

Hear poems from Diary of a Cell on Writer's Almanac! Garrison Keillor has read three of Jennifer Gresham's poems from the book on the air on "The Writer's Almanac." On October 24, 1995, he read "Anatomy," on October 30, 1995, he read "A Scientist's Acrostic," and he read "Explaining Relativity to the Cat" on The Writer's Almanac on February 1, 2006. 

Praise for Diary of a Cell

Click Here for a review of Diary of a Cell in Chemical and Engineering News!

"In Diary of a Cell, Jennifer Gresham lays a sharply focused lens of language on the surface of experience to learn, as she says in 'Anatomy', 'the secrets out of the deep.' The depths here are not measured in fathoms or leagues but by the complicated and complex scale of human emotions. Gresham is a clear-headed and clear-eyed poet who understands 'why the memory of kindness/can find us in the dark' and her debut volume radiates with the light of this discovery."
- Michael Collier

"The poems in this deeply intelligent book by Jennifer Gresham are held in a delicate balance at the intersection of science and language, loyal to both, conjuring out of them a new, phosphorescent diagram of our mysterious and familiar world."
- Molly Fisk

"Full of accurate analogies and well-drawn parallels, Diary of a Cell is an intelligent book--we expect that from a scientist; but it is more. It's lyrical ('At dusk, we retreat the way / we came, following the tributaries / of cement to suburbs like an undertow...). It's passionate ('You hated him every time / he raised his hand, / for the way teachers / knit his words into lace...'). It's tender ('...why the memory of kindness / can find us in the dark...'). It's brutal, and scathing ('I will miss everything / about your hard boy / except the back of your hand...').  It's funny ('Scientists are like beetles / Crawling over the earth, antennae twitching...').  Above all, though, Diary of a Cell is poetic—not in a namby-pamby, sensitive-soul-in-an-insensitive-world way; in the strong and competent sense of poietes: maker."
- Charles Harper Webb (from the introduction)