This is her second book of poems, and it is exciting, with a theme revolving around the somewhat mysterious Bandleader. The poems are very personal and you feel you are genuinely getting to know the poet:
I needed to make
an appointment with my anguish so I could
take my mind off buying groceries
that I really couldn’t afford.
At the same time, she offers advice on negotiating life. "Keep your eyes shut and say it to yourself and imagine. A voice different than yours. Let the sun come up inside your mind." I look forward to reading more of her words. There was one poem different than the rest, "Some Thoughts on Building the Atomic Bomb," that was especially arresting, looking at her relationship with science established in public school and examining science's role in our lives. It was deceptively simple and straight forward while examining major issues in the context of our lives.
Complex, organic, astronomical, lovely. Each poem and linking interstitial section builds on the previous, creating a mystery/narrative about childhood, growing up, family relationships, love and selfhood.
from "The Sun Got All Over Everything":
The sun opened
its mouth and made a gong of the canyons.
It poured across the girls and slicked across
their Dior lenses. I put my tongue on it
exactly when I should have been tearing
at my clothes and lighting candles.
I got on top and let it find the tightness
in my back and open where my wings would
be. Somewhere my mother was dying
and someone was skinning a giraffe.
And I let it go. I just let it go.
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