Lore by M. Stone was printed and published as two limited runs. Marketed through twitter, it was immediately a sensation, raising $5 of each second edition copy for grassroots environmental conservation. Each poem centers around the lore of a specific herb. Take “Black Willow,” for example. The medicinal use of this poem’s namesake is for aches and pains, and so the poem chronicles both the physical body’s pain of an accident and the ache of life lost. Quietly meditating on its own regionalism through vegetation and persona poems, it is a beautiful example of current Appalachian poetry esthetics.

I also recommend reading this brief interview on Buck Off Blog where Stone discusses Lore and her microchap, Evolving God, available for download at Ghost City Press.