Winner of the 2020 Max Ritvo Poetry Prize The Clearing navigates the evershifting poles of violence and vulnerability with rich imagination and a singular incisiveness asserting feminist viewpoints and mortal terror in lush musical lines New York Times. The women in Allison Adairs debut collectionluminous and electric from the first line to the lastlive in places that have been excavated for gold and precious ores. They understand the nature of being hollowed out of being the planets stone core as it tries to carve out one secret place and fails. And so as these poems take us from the midst of the Civil War to our current era they chart fairy tales that are at once unsettling and painfully familiar never forgetting that cruelty compels us to search for tenderness. What if this time they ask instead of crumbs the girl drops teeth her own what else does she have. Adair sees the dirt beneath our nails both alone and as a country and pries it gently loose until we remember something of who we are from before . . . from a similar injury or kiss. There is a dark tension in this work and its product is wholly an alchemical feat turning horror into beauty Boston Globe.