POETRY

“Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.” Anne Sexton

WAITING FOR THE HELICOPTER, 2020

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Coated in grief and guilt, Waiting for the Helicopter is a log of experiences of a lucid dreamer, knowledge of a childhood friend’s schizophrenia, and hurried nights. It is Linda Ashok’s second book of poems. 


“To experience this volume is to pass through the cervix of language and emerge from every poem gasping with surprise and the taste of iron. Once again, Linda Ashok has demonstrated her uncanny access to the deep places where the body and the nimbus of creation confer.” Alvin Pang


“Linda Ashok’s Waiting for the Helicopter presents a set of poems that are unafraid to set their gaze upon our most human of emotions: loneliness, fear of mortality, guilt, and melancholia. Rendered by a sure-footed sense of craft, girded by compassion, born aloft by a lyric intensity, these poems offer moments by which attention and perception become forms of hard-won empathy. Writes the poet, “this passage, i tell you / is an arrow infinitive /is a storm that splits / its means to eternity,” and we look to such ambition and imagination to guide us through the roughest straits. What better guide to map “the shape of grief” than the songs of this gifted poet?” Richard Deming

WHORELIGHT, 2017

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The prostitution of light to rescue us from our darkness. The poems in this collection rescue me, take me through light to infallible hope, and take every stray feeling to where they belong. whorelight: A collection of fifty-four free verses.


“Ashok’s poetry is sensory, sensual, and intimate. Femininity, womanhood, and motherhood are cast against a backdrop of loss while relationships and sex have a vivacity even amidst solemnity.”  Pirene’s Fountain (10th-anniversary issue, Glass Lyre Press, USA)


“Whorelight becomes synonymous with that soft light of compassion, concern, and love that spreads over humanity in an even fashion. These poems come from a mind that reacts to sensations like chlorophyll in a leaf. The sensations can range from having sex with a vague lover, a memory, or guilt.” World Literature Today