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Frannie Lindsay's second volume of poetry,
Lamb, was selected Perugia Press's 2006 Intro Award winner and is the runner-up for the James Laughlin Award from the Academy of American Poets. Her first volume,
Where She Always Was (Utah State University Press, 2004), was selected by J.D. McClatchy as the winner of the May Swenson Award. She has also been awarded second prize in the New Voices competition sponsored by the Center for New Words.
Her poems have appeared individually in The Atlantic Monthly, The Yale Review, Black Warrior Review, Quarterly West, Prairie Schooner, Field, Salamander, Beloit Poetry Journal, Passages North, Harvard Review, Poetry East, Tampa Review, Hunger Mountain, Poet Lore, and many other journals. They have also been featured on Poetry Daily and Verse Daily, and read by Garrison Keillor on National Public Radio's Writer's Almanac. New work is forthcoming in Prairie Schooner, Carolina Quarterly, Margie, Poetry East, Salamander, The Southern Review, and The Yale Review.
She holds an MFA from the University of Iowa Writer 's Workshop. She has been awarded fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts and the Massachusetts Cultural Council, as well as residencies at Yaddo, the MacDowell Colony, and the Millay Colony.
She lives in Belmont, Massachusetts with her two retired greyhounds. She is also a classical pianist.
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“Frannie Lindsay's poetry finds its way through the dark night of the soul and just beyond, to that shimmering place of simply, starkly being.” — The Southeast Review
“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
“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
"It is impossible, reading her poems, not to hear a
musical hand at work. This is not just a matter of delicacy or
virtuosity. It is also a matter of knowing how to phrase a line. . . .
Lindsay moves from detail to trope with utter poise, with an intuitive
sense of what to sustain or emphasize. Her language is crisp. I can
pick a stanza at random . . . and praise its plosive energy, its
modulated vowels, its variety and élan. . . . Where She Always Was
allows us . . . the rare gratification of watching a poet-wonderfully
accomplished, quietly persuasive-look back on a lifetime's worth of
emotions and calculate their bearing on the present. In her craft is
the truth." — J. D. McClatchy |
