Elizabeth Treadwell’s is a difficult but deeply rewarding poetry. It has a precision and a tenderness all of its own.
—Nathan Thompson, Stride
If you want a feminist invention that is at once comic and confident, melodic and bizarre, affectionate and committed to its principles—then Treadwell is the next poet for you.
—Stephen Burt, The Believer
Elizabeth Treadwell's writing, in which human figures appear amidst fantastically embroidered surfaces, demonstrates volubility, humor, and intelligence in spades ... Treadwell's piecework ... seems at once medieval in its miniaturized exuberance and modern in its casual entropies.
—Joyelle McSweeney, Rain Taxi
Treadwell doesn't present a self in need of empathy...[and] innovation for its own sake is alien to her. Instead, she deranges language to express dream changes and ecological emotion.
—Lightsey Darst, Rain Taxi
—Nathan Thompson, Stride
If you want a feminist invention that is at once comic and confident, melodic and bizarre, affectionate and committed to its principles—then Treadwell is the next poet for you.
—Stephen Burt, The Believer
Elizabeth Treadwell's writing, in which human figures appear amidst fantastically embroidered surfaces, demonstrates volubility, humor, and intelligence in spades ... Treadwell's piecework ... seems at once medieval in its miniaturized exuberance and modern in its casual entropies.
—Joyelle McSweeney, Rain Taxi
Treadwell doesn't present a self in need of empathy...[and] innovation for its own sake is alien to her. Instead, she deranges language to express dream changes and ecological emotion.
—Lightsey Darst, Rain Taxi
