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“Old Woman Reading” by Sandor Galimberti, wikimedia

Reader, I’m resisting the urge to feel just a teensy bit picked on. Once again this week, there has been fever in the house and someone home from school. On the bright side, I did at least have time to get some dental work done early in the week before the fever struck. Sigh.

(Oh, oh — and the sorting! Lest I forget!)

I feel the need to say: Dear Universe, you can keep trying to convince me that it’s impossible to combine a writing life and family life, but I will never believe it.

(Thanks, I feel better now).

Meanwhile, when writing time is scarce, there’s always reading. Here’s a bit about what I’ve been reading lately:

The Scabbard of Her Throat by Bernadette Geyer  Poems of motherhood (and waiting for motherhood), daughters, bodies, marriage, and old tales — a lovely mix that kept me on my toes, with vulnerability and danger always in the offing. And even a poem about pitching a ham hock after using it to make soup — which I could just totally relate to!

a favorite poem: “Heat”

some favorite lines: “White noise of my youth. Some nights it was enough / to make me shiver, my body goosepimpled and naked. / How reckless and naive in my sleep — windows open, / and all the night air with nowhere to go.” (from “Heat)

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Charms Against Lightning by James Arthur  I would call this a book of becoming — or of a person breaking into him/herself and the world. These tender poems are incredibly rich in sound and music — rhythm and gentle rhyme that give a sense of forward propulsion. They are also full of questions (literally), which helped me enter the poems more deeply somehow.

some favorite lines: “Can a man build a tower / out of air alone? He can. And the wind / will blow it away.” from “Against Emptiness”

a favorite poem: “The Land of Nod”

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sum of every lost ship by Allison Titus  Poems of leave-taking, loneliness, and a dwindling love. Explorations of emotional landscapes and coupledom, as well as personhood (this, in her long poem “From the Lost Diary of Anna Anderson” who claimed to be the Grand Duchess Anastasia of Russia after the tsar and his family were killed).

some favorite lines: “We left off with the whiskey / and turned in, a way of parting. / I gave you that sleep, a pale / asylum from the hours I did not love / you and did not say.” (from “Self-Portrait as the Train Passes”).

a favorite poem: “Self-Portrait as the Train Passes.”

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to see the queen by Allison Seay  Poems of difficult psychological terrain, where a “figment” becomes a central character in the speaker’s life, where God and memory, death, rescue, and recovery all have their place. In this book, towns and rooms become containers for emotional experience.

some favorite lines: “I live on in hope // though for her to die inside me / is not what I want / not exactly not if time // is what we have a world of / not if the world / is a bed I have made” (from “None Such as She”)

a favorite poem: “Town of Small Fields”

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8 thoughts on “woman reading

  1. “Heat” is my favorite, too, from Bernadette’s book…but so many to choose from. Will check out the rest on your list. danke!

    • I always have the hardest time saying this poem or that is my favorite — hence the “a favorite poem” label. Yes, so many good ones to choose from.

  2. Sorry that it’s been more “mom who writes” lately than “writer who’s a mother, too.” Try to find the gift in it. Use the unpleasantness of the week as grist for the mill. Call it suffering for your art. And take a little time to feel a teensy bit picked on. With a cup of tea and a cookie. 🙂

    • Indeed! I often remind myself that it’s all grist for the mill. Still, I wouldn’t refuse a little silence ;). Or a cup of tea and a cookie!

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