In her first full-length collection of poems, Win depicts a colorful world imbued with unexpected paradoxes: nature is both comforting and savagely unnerving; love is permanent and fleeting; the accuracy and flaws of memory abound. Her experiences with illness and recovery intertwine with her identity as a Burmese American daughter of immigrant doctors, flowing in poems like "Hands" My father's hands, frail birds, shaking wings. / In Burmese, "win" means bright. / Hands that stitched skin together and brought back life. Win's unique perspective and artful language offer readers insight into how the heart can bend and mend without breaking.
In her first full-length collection of poems, Win depicts a colorful world imbued with unexpected paradoxes: nature is both comforting and savagely unnerving; love is permanent and fleeting; the accuracy and flaws of memory abound. Her experiences with illness and recovery intertwine with her identity as a Burmese American daughter of immigrant doctors, flowing in poems like "Hands" My father's hands, frail birds, shaking wings. / In Burmese, "win" means bright. / Hands that stitched skin together and brought back life. Win's unique perspective and artful language offer readers insight into how the heart can bend and mend without breaking.
