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Poetry. "The poems in Bernadette Geyer's THE SCABBARD OF HER THROAT are saturated by touch: fingers on a throat, hand on a door, wasp, clasped to a cicada's back, fever to bodies, daughters to mothers, mythologies to linoleum. Her lines soothed, they bruised, they entered my ear and held." Cornelius Eady"