Kallima Hamilton

I saw Kallima Hamilton's poem "Domingo" in Hinchas de Poesia, issue 8 here and loved it. She has a great sense of place with an excellent edge of modern thought. Her work is just amazing at how much strength it has, in many categories. She has a full scorecard of skill in imagery, personal observations, modern moments--it's a great blend, very well done.

She has another poem I loved at Drunk Monkeys here from 2012, called "The Girl with the Strawberry Mouth". Also I liked her "Indigenous" at the EunoiaReview from 2011 here. Then I read her work here in Lucid Rhythms from issue 2, 2011, which I loved--it's a poem called "Language" and is just excellent. I'll excerpt the opening:

Opaque symbols created for the fire, 

these rainbow weeds of sound fall deftly on the cochlear wheel.
Distant, the desire to be known, give a translucent name to thunder. [...]

Here's an excerpt from "Domingo":

Outside in the palm-dotted desert
cacti and dusty tumbleweed
pray for the resurrection of rain, [...]

Here, money grows on piñon trees,
seeps tangerine-red from blossoming ocotillo. [...]
Birds, that could be buzzards,
graze the sky in deep reconnaissance.
The only thing risen today
is the holy shadow of a lone saguaro,
looking for all the world like a surrealistic cross.