pickWe first meet Maud Martha when she‘s seven and follow her over the next decades, she marries, has a baby. The book is told short episodes before we move on to the next one. To me this book was too short and to episodic to stay with me, but I liked it when I read it.
pick#bookspin A piece of literary analysis I read on her career as a whole got me thinking about how she uses form not just to serve the individual poem, but as another form of social and political commentary - and how that‘s different from poets writing today. Definitely something I need to keep contemplating in my subsequent reading, but it was an interesting lens. @TheAromaofBooks
Music is filled with words that evoke specific memories and emotions, but never having been trained in music I‘m only familiar with a few of them. I love that I run across new ones all the time as I read poetry. #weirdwords #weirdwordwednesday @CBee
I didn‘t actually look at this too closely when it arrived with a ThriftBooks order a few months ago, so my mind was blown when I opened it just now to start reading and saw this! This slightly beat up looking paperback may have just become my new favorite volume on my shelves!
(The seller clearly didn‘t know what they had, it was free with my points, which means it must have been priced under $7)
pickExciting voice. Capturing real emotion and feeling alongside very everyday life. Did not feel like it was written 70 years ago
pickGorgeous work from an extremely skilled poet. Some of the lines are scathing and taut, others relaxed and conversational, and she mixes these moods with a deftness that is impressive, keeping it alluring yet confusing, persuading me to go back and reread each poem line by line immediately after I‘d finish it—or finish a stanza!
There‘s also a sweet tenderness to the work that I don‘t see so often, which I appreciate.
I am cold in this house this house
Whose washed echoes are tremulous down lost halls.
I am a woman, and dusty, standing among new affairs.
I am a woman who hurries through her prayers.
