“Linda Hogan’s poetry has always been a medicine of sort. . . . These poems in particular cross over to speak for us in the shining world. They bring back words for healing, the distilled truth of all theses stories that are killing us with tears and laughter.”
—Joy Harjo
“Linda Hogan’s vision is breathtaking: the embryonic fingers of a fetal whale, the imperial walk of a raven, the torn-cloth dresses of her Chickasaw ancestors, are distilled in these pages into a critique of human survival. The Book of Medicines feels like a gift from the earth’s entire past to the present moment.”
—Barbara Kingsolver
“Hogan’s poetry is spare, elemental and direct, with a tremendous evocative force of imagery. . . . Hogan has come into her own as an artist.”
—Publishers Weekly