Soap for the Dogs

Stacey Tran

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In her first full-length collection, Soap for the Dogs, Tran's poetics combine a speaker's soulful present tense (I think I love wearing t-shirts here), who also contains the agency to speak towards her parents' immigrant history (Hunger was always a theme at the dinner table). Never nostalgic yet always charged, Tran interchanges an ode that looks back, forward, up and down all at once.

PUBLICATION DATE : March 1, 2018

ISBN : 978-0-9987362-5-9

BINDING : Smyth sewn, paperback

TRIM SIZE : 6.75 x 9.25 inches

PAGE COUNT : 115 pages

COVER ART : Icing (film still) © 1996 Jeanne Dunning

Stacey Tran

Portland, OR

Stacey Tran is from Portland, OR. She is the founder/organizer of Tender Table, a storytelling series about food, family, identity.

Bilingually laced and sensually pulled from the taut form of her enigmatic being, Stacey Tran’s Soap for the Dogs is a refreshing gastronomic architecture made of razor-sharp, ancestral ingredients, chic aphoristic haikus, and narratively charged self-contained imperial, experimental lines of terse, stark prose. It’s minimal without sacrificing depth and verve. It’s energetic and lush without resorting to prolixity. It has the ability to expand, surprise, and transform itself after your eyes and hearts leave the page. Stacey Tran’s first poetry collection is acutely warm, witty, inventive, piercing, and elegantly and acutely designed to congeal postmodernity with tradition, poetry with history, family with food while pulling you into the intimate, liminal, tight, flexible, and unexpected spaces of her brilliant imagination.

Vi Khi Nao, author of Fish in Exile (Coffee House Press, 2016)

‘How do you know you want something you’ve never tasted?' Sensual and precise, these poems reflect a keen and vivid perception at work, sampling sense impressions and imagery that is minimal and rich, restrained yet immersed, finding the personally monumental lodged imperceptibly inside the incidental—motel soaps, herbs without names, a head of lettuce balanced on the knees, the spine of a book in her mother’s closet. These are poems full of sounds, tastes, colors, exquisitely rendered textures, that yet leave space on the page for the reader to also fine-tune their own senses, and tune in. They are poems full of seeds, as I read them; drawing gently from an inheritance of her immigrant parents’ object-memories, they suggest that survival lies in the senses, and hence in the body of both holding and seeking, if not also in forecasting: for the seeds in these poems seem to me tuned also toward growth—and the continuing inevitable bloom of both incident and monument to come.

Dao Strom, author of WE WERE MEANT TO BE A GENTLE PEOPLE (MPMP, 2015)

Soap for the Dogs feels like a collection of miniature fairy tales full of bewitching vegetables, silent contracts, and unlikely transformations. You’re seduced by the silliness of odd images, but the tenderness that peeks out at you between the lines is what keeps you reading.

Soleil Ho, co-host of The Racist Sandwich Podcast, author of Hungry Ghosts (The Atlas Review, 2016)

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