Paper Crown is Heather Christle’s first new collection of poems in over a decade. Throughout these exuberant poems, Christle conjures moments when the world’s events – a child’s words, early twentieth-century predictions of drone warfare, dinners with friends – alight themselves with the odd logic of dreams and serendipity. With tenderness and verse, honesty and curiosity, Paper Crown invites readers to look up from its pages and recognise that the day going on around them could very well be its own poem. Mistake For years I have seen dead animals on the highway and grieved for them only to realize they are not dead animals they are t shirts or bits of blown tire and I have found myself with this excess of grief I have made with no object to let it spill over and I have not known where to put it or keep it and then today I thought I know I can give it to you
