Theophanies is aptly named--this is a book that distills the divine into tangible, domestic moments. We see a multitude of women(who are in some ways, a singular, mythological woman, "aurat") move through domains most familiar and mundane to them, following them across birth, childhood, marriage, doctor's offices and back again, to birth. Woven into these domestic spaces is defiance, grief, love, rage, longing, awe, and even horror. Ali's language moves exquisitely through all these interwoven narratives:
"From beyond scripture,/she returns to crawl
through my throat.Her involuntary sound
a revelation/I'm frightened. I'm awestruck." - Temporal
"all my rooms are greening in wait
pull back my fallen shroud
see how well I bear the burden
a child
come sigh
for once in me" - O Gabriel
This is truly a book of poems were one bleeds into the next effortlessly, and many storylines overlap so it's difficult to pick favorites, but some of the poems I return to most often are the 'Story of the Cranes", "Magdalene", and "Matrilineal (Recovered)". This is genuinely the most devastating and imaginative book of poems I've encountered in a minute, will definitely be keeping tabs on this poet's forthcoming work.