Thirsts, denied and indulged, overt and so subtle as to be unnoticeable, have a sometimes unexamined power in our lives. The passions we hold for one another. The poems in Thirsts descend from language, whether turns of local phrase to turns at the scrabble board. words and frames obliquely enter and exit the heart from behind convenient foundation hedges.
Pearl Pirie writes in Ottawa and lives in her head (with outings for chocolate). Her poems have appeared in PRECIPICe, dANDelion, This Magazine, unarmed, Womb, 1cent, bentspoon, Peter F Yacht Club, pooka press and gar.