Runner-up for the James Laughlin Award of the Academy of American Poets

“The wounded children and animals, the wounded and sometimes wounding elders, can’t (perhaps) thank Frannie Lindsay for these beautiful and original poems, subtle, tender, and of the spirit — but we, her readers, thank her.” —Jean Valentine

“While there is little that is sensational about Lindsay’s writing, the poems aren’t starved of complexity.... The language seems swept clear of pain — like the precise incision of a surgeon who knows her patient is anesthetized.... [But] what is complex enough for any reader is that Lindsay’s “self” is not anesthetized; she wouldn’t be writing poems of such situational heft if she were.” — The Southeast Review

“Frannie Lindsay’s Lamb is a sequence of startling perceptual and emotional epiphanies that begin in the dark folds of childhood but open in the end into what I can only call a state of grace. With deft understatement and zero self-pity, she interrogates the wounds of the past, and in so doing manages to transform personal history into a door through which she can pass into new insight, forgiveness, and healing. Stripped down to the hard bones of truth, these poems are adorned only by what’s absolutely essential.” —Chase Twichell

“Frannie Lindsay’s poems about abuse, trauma, and healing transcend their subjects. They are, instead, hymns of praise for the love we are able to wrest from our flawed lives. The delicacy of Lamb is like that of a ballet dancer — underlaid with great strength.” —Ellen Bass