Strawberries

<p>Jo Morris Dixon's <em>Strawberries</em> is a taut quietly disquieting sequence that traces the intensities of bodily experience domestic space and emotional dislocation. Composed with formal restraint and a fine-tuned sonic sensibility the poems dwell in moments of stillness and subtle fracture where everyday objects take on charged symbolic weight. Dixon's language is precise and elliptical revealing the undercurrents of desire discomfort and self-reckoning that surface through repetition and gesture. The result is a pamphlet that resists resolution allowing ambiguity and unease to remain present unresolved and quietly resonant.</p>