available October 1, 2019
“Whether pouring libations of lyrical language on the altars of nature or the streets of Silver City, or being the vernacular raconteur of country gossip and grandeur, or delivering hilarious satirical takedowns of creatures political and nocturnal–this is vintage David Lee, a rich sampler of his vocal range. Like spirits made of “High branchwater and Good ripe corn,” these poems are intoxicating, habit forming, 100 proof moonshine –“elixir of the gods” and good medicine for us mortals. ¡Salud!
–Eleanor Wilner
Photo by Nan Chalat Noaker