The Truck Driver’s Daughter is Availabe!
I should have mentioned this nearly a month ago, some how I got caught up in other things. My book The Truck Driver’s Daughter has been released and can be purchased here, and soon to be found on Amazon.com
What people are saying about The Truck Driver’s Daughter
Do not be fooled by the quotidian nature of Denise R. Weuve’s new title: The Truck Driver’s Daughter. Yes, trucks and drivers and daughters abound throughout these pages, but so do masterfully achieved metaphors informed by both contemporary and mythological landscapes and a skill with language that many would find enviable. These are poems of brutal, graphic honesty written by a poet who is not afraid to show both strength and vulnerability. This collection is a beautiful testament to Denise’s big intelligence and even bigger heart. —Cathy Smith Bowers, North Carolina Poet Laureate, 2010-2012
The poems in Denise Weuve’s The Truck Driver’s Daughter are stark, urgent, often with an emotional brutality very much rooted in the real world. She confronts the convolution of everyday life, its bewildering mass of human relations, with candor and insight. When there is a narrative, it has been stripped down to essentials, inviting the reader’s engagement. And indeed, it is impossible not to succumb to the wit and humor in these poems, in lines like “…not all women /can eat /fire and survive” and “…no man ever has to worry about the steak knife between my mattress and box spring.” —Shivani Mehta, author of Useful Information for the Soon-to-be Beheaded
In The Truck Driver’s Daughter, Denise R. Weuve offers us a collection of characters, flawed and striking. Sometimes beaten, sometimes beaten down and sometimes victorious, this exhilarating collection is like a pin-up girl crossed with a housewife with a knife hidden in the bed and a needle in her arm. Sympathetic and very exciting. In these poems there is a hint of noir, a hint of violence, real violence, protection, resignation, power and salvation. The celebration of a mother and grandmother, who “pin their paisley dresses above their knees, whisper curse words or dance in each other’s arms” set a wonderful tone in the first poem “When My Mother Danced”. Pour yourself a drink, have a seat, and enter the world of The Truck Driver’s Daughter. There are plenty of ways for you to come inside and participate emotionally in every poem. You will not be sorry. —Tobi Cogswell, Co-editor, Co-publisher, San Pedro River ReviewReleased October 2014 from ELJ Publications