I don’t think I was quite ready for Morpheus Dips His Oar: Poems, the 2023 collection by Tamara Madison. The word that comes to mind is raw, something beyond candid. These are the words of understanding of what has shaped a life.
Most of that shaping is by people – parents, siblings, family friends who might be a bit too friendly. There’s the mother who is mystified by her own grandchildren and any other children not her own, but she can quickly sketch them, “stilled like insects on flypaper.” The postmaster, her mother’s friend, is a little too friendly with his hands. Her friend’s father, a professor who seems so sweet, drives his daughter to attempted suicide.
To continue reading, please see my post today at Twwwtspeak Poetry.
Some Thursday Readings
“The Toys,” poem by Coventry Patmore – Joseph Bottum at Poems Ancient and Modern.
Marriage – poem by David Whyte.
Excerpt from The Portal to the Mystery of Hope by Charles Peguy – Anthony Esolen at Word & Song.
Poet Laura: Summer’s End – Donna Hilbert at Tweetspeak Poetry.
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