Codhill Poetry Award Winner 2015
Mark Maire rolls down the window for the reader as he drives through physical and emotional landscapes, pointing out the rock walls lining our lives, the abyss of longing beneath a lake’s surface, and the conundrums obscured by the dark forests of human consciousness.
—Rebecca Schumejda,
author of Waiting at the Dead End Diner
Maire’s quietly visionary poems speak persistently and persuasively to the locations of dislocation. They come
at the reader from consistently oblique angles as they record discrepancy after discrepancy, yet they are rooted in a northern world rich in stark distinction. His are truly haunting poems, attuned to how spirit hovers at the corners, the margins, the horizons, but also within us as we grope toward what can never be encompassed but is surely felt. Meridian is a signal achievement.
—Baron Wormser,
author of Scattered Chapters