Manuscript title page, Hand to Earth, a chapbook in progress.

Manuscript title page, Hand to Earth, a chapbook in progress.

Hand to Earth

Portable Press at Yo-Yo Labs, 2019

Coming soon!

sassafracas (Xerolage 69), Suzanne Mercury. Published by Xexoxial Editions, 2018.

sassafracas (Xerolage 69), Suzanne Mercury. Published by Xexoxial Editions, 2018.

sassafracas (Xerolage 69)

Xexoxial Editions, 2018

This is a collection of my haptic poems, made in glass and photographed in the changing light of Mount Auburn Cemetery.

I began by making images of a series of one word poems (pwoermds), then etched them in dichroic glass using a high speed laser cutter. Over time, I reworked these into physical objects meant to be handled, turned about in the hands, held up to the light and experienced. They are very tactile and crave light and movement. The photographs in this collection replicate that act of seeing.

“Secretly dwelling near noisy quarrels, in their very insistence on material, metonymic blending, each of Suzanne Mercury’s portmanteau pwoermds comes with a splendid reflection of its own…. Pwoermds, in the to-and-fro of correspondence and open to, as well as the result of, double-reading become transparence. We can linger in front of these poem words or are seen through their granulous letters which pretend to rest on a mirror plane. Or did they arrive from behind the looking-glass, darkly?”

—Rose Franken

“I find Suzanne’s work delicate and delicious. The internal dynamics of the text and forms illuminate the substructure of the light and reflection on the glass surfaces. In these works the handling of text, light, and colour highlights the metaphorical resonance of the spatial relationships.

The various elements – and the way they are arranged relative to each other – lead the viewer on a dance of joy. The writing is like twirling ribbons on reflective surfaces that shimmer and vibrate with sounds and movement. These images invite you to pause and wonder for a moment – and in that moment to catch a flash of a memory or a point in time. They evoke the storied images of the heart, reaching into ourselves to tap into our half-forgotten yearnings.”

—Lucinda Sherlock