Hi friends, thanks very much for listening to Poetry on Bound. Season 7 is finished and

season 8 is going to be coming out in the winter. And in the meanwhile, in between these

seasons, we're going to be releasing a few interviews that I did last year at the 2022

Dodge Poetry Festival in Newark, in New Jersey, in the States. It was a great time to be there.

Thanks very much to Martin Farrowwell and everybody else involved in that festival for the invitation

and the warm welcome. I know you'll enjoy these interviews. It was a thrill to make them.

This interview is with Amy Nuzuka-Mutato, poet and prose writer of Magnificent Work on Nature.

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Amy Nuzuka-Mutato, it is such a thrill to sit down with you. We've been in a little bit of

communication. Let me introduce you, first of all. For those of you who don't know, Amy Nuzuka-Mutato

is the author of The New York Times best-selling, illustrated collection of nature essays,

world of wonders and praise of fireflies, whale sharks and other astonishment. There were people

are clapping for your book and Amy has four previous poetry collections, Oceanic, lucky fish

at the drive in volcano and Miracle Fruit and has a chat book, co-written with poet Ross Gay,

Lace and Pyrite letters from two gardens. There's a line that I'm going to continue to call back to

you today, which is what Roxanne Gay said about your, I think it was about Oceanic. Nuzuka-Mutato's

poems contain elegant twists of a very sharp knife and we will be coming back to Amy Nuzuka-Mutato,

The Butcher, over and over, because listen to this in a poem listening to your teacher take

attendance, which we made a poetry and bound episode about. There is so much butchery and blood in

it, the teacher butchering your name. There is blood on an apron and then consoling yourself for

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