“Butterfly Nebula is a rare creation of song and scar, of vulnerability and eco-consciousness, of emotional complexity and simple witness. In a world where empathy is under threat of erasure, these poems show us how ‘dust become[s] the blood,’ how the heart can be a ‘universal symbol,’ and how ours is inherently a ‘liquid alphabet.’ These poems take responsibility for themselves while reminding us of our own responsibilities to the world and each other. There’s such sharpness to Hogan’s metaphors, such richness to the world she builds for us, both defining and pushing against the edges of our shared human experience. ‘It is said all flesh is grass’ and ‘that we are ashes / and to ashes we return,’ but Hogan knows the truth, uncertain as it may always be to us. ‘A prophet folded may appear to be dead,’ but in the world of Butterfly Nebula, nothing is ever truly dead. These poems choose to both celebrate and mourn everything they touch. Even their own ghosts. Even that greater truth that always remains just slightly out of reach, that she refuses to stop reaching toward.”—John Sibley Williams, author of Skin Memory
“Laura Reece Hogan’s work is unforgettable because it’s true, true the way Hopkins or Dickinson are true, who must bend words to tell the truth of what it feels like to be separate, all the while knowing there is more than separation to the story, more even to the stories than their beginnings and comings to an end. Hogan is one of the brilliant lights that only rarely comes along.”—David Keplinger, author of The World to Come
“Beautiful. Months after reading these gorgeous poems, that word surfaces each time I think about Butterfly Nebula. Beautiful in its spiritual reach, beautiful in its often odd and always exquisite imagery, and beautiful in its composition, Butterfly Nebula lifts us into the galaxy in one line and plunges us into the ocean the next. Hogan’s articulation of longing seduced me, her words voicing thoughts still vague in my heart. In ‘Soul Nebula,’ she writes: ‘You wonder / why the inside must be swept clear // so violently, / the aching cavities carved // by radiation.’ In the visionary tradition, she wrestles with life’s spiritual contradictions and looks to nature for answers: ‘the Elysia sea slug / sprouts a heart from just a head. This is your prescription.’ Inspired by laws of physics, the lyrebird, Lazarus, by stingrays, saints, and supernovas, Butterfly Nebula offers communion for all seekers. These are poems of praise, and they praise in their poetry.”—Christine Stewart-Nuñez, author of The Poet and the Architect
“Laura Reece Hogan’s Butterfly Nebula is a ‘prayer . . . of the whole body, / of clamor and catastrophe, of take me and make me, of chaos / and clarity.’ Hogan’s words ‘speak sky,’ their gravitational pull irresistible. With poems that whirl us through space; propel us across continents; hurl us through time and its tales; then plunge us deep into sea, woods, body, and faith, the author redefines metamorphosis. Astronomical, biological, ecological, theological, metaphorical: these ‘dark nebula[e]’ are ours, ‘cradling new stars.’ How dazzling the shine of these poems, how far-reaching the trek of their light.”—Marjorie Maddox, author of Begin with a Question
“In Butterfly Nebula Laura Reece Hogan gives us poems that begin in acts of radical seeing and observation, and in these detailed, effulgent poems, we go with the poet as she looks through telescopes, or through microscopes, is at sea, or on land, and then names, notes, and describes the staggering complexity of our natural world. The poems in this captivating book commingle science and faith, and rather than seeing these two pillars of understanding as contradictory, Butterfly Nebula shows us—through the tensile mechanics of poetry—just how human curiosity brings us closer to the divine.”—Mark Wunderlich, author of God of Nothingness
