Reyes compares flecks in the eyes to birds, poetry work to being trapped in a spider web, and a beard to keeping time. He puts just enough wrinkles into his lines to give one food for thought. He has a good ear and eye for poetry.
Worozbyt sets the stage for his book with his first poem entitled “The Night.” It is an eerie poem. One that makes you want to look over your shoulder, wonder about if there’s more beyond what you see when you look at something, and sets the senses into gear or perhaps a high alert. This is a fabulous way to start off a new book of poems.
It seems an interesting afternoon after visiting an old aunt! The sight of moss growing between cobblestones in the courtyard of the convent is not uncommon, as the damp and shaded environment provides a suitable habitat for such plants.
Peter Dellolio offers up a new poetry book filled with mostly shorter free verse poems and a few longer poems, too. Oftentimes, commentary is made on the poet who writes a short form poem as if it is not as relevant as a much longer three page epistle poem, for example.
Robert Witmer offers an eclectic book of poems mixing in free verse, prose, and some shorter forms (haiku and senryu and haibun-like prose) in this new collection. Also included interspersed in the poems are some of his personal comments as well as quotations.
The poems not only dive deep into vast imagery, but they also are immersed in ideas. What is poetry if it is not trying to say something to the reader, to the writer and/or at a casual glance of the verse?
Saffioti-Hughes’ poems wash over you while generating a remarkable presence. Her poems have a spirit about them. The images seem to hover with intensity or a quiet grace and so much more.
The poems are complete and balanced with a touch of guided originality which means they can stand on their own or within the confines of the book and work well either way.
‘Several Perplexing Questions Following a Poetry Accomplishment’, in this poem Caleb questions his own creativity of writing poetry. He wonders whether is it common or rare for one to feel a sense of disappointment with each writing. Is it possible for one to feel an end of writing to be near, with just one significant publication? What peaks a creativity, could it sustain or head towards downfall immediately? Very aptly he writes;
While Edenfield is not a real institution, it was inspired by multiple different actual institutions from around the world. These institutions from her research are no longer in operation. According to the author, she came across intriguing yet horrible information about the extreme mistreatments and misconducts suffered by these institutionalized patients.