Poetry. Food doesn't get any more local, cosmic, primitive, tasty, or disturbing than in this book-length, lyrical-meditative poem. At stake are no less than the origins and mysteries of flesh and touch. "Part orison, part ecstatic vision, part post-Lapsarian psalm, VENISON turns the act of dressing/blessing a buck into rumination on 'the red path' of laboring, bloodshed, making, and the search for meaning that marks the human fall from paradise into time"--Lisa Russ Spaar.
ISLE Vol. 16, No. 2, Spring 2009 Shenandoah Vol. 58, No. 3, Winter 2008 http: //www.blackbird.vcu.edu/v8n1/nonfiction/macdonald_c/roeser_page.shtml "Moeckel's poems are dense with the vocabulary and sensibility of a naturalist, intent on writing the physicality of a wild landscape and the experience of moving through it and being shaped by it." --Blackbird