Moira Linehan Ounijan (1945-2023) published four collections of poetry during her lifetime: If No Moon (2007), Incarnate Grace (2015), Toward (2020), and & Company (2020). She’d been a high school English teacher and late an administrator in both technology and academia, but it was her love for poetry, and her work as a poet, that stirred her heart.
Reading Linehan’s poems in Toward, it’s easy to see her heart stir. It’s a simple heart, and a wise heart. She sees what too often becomes apparent in old age – the beauty of the earth, the importance of the small things, and the details we tend to overlook or miss in the pell-mell rush of youth and middle age. She is a poet who’s comfortable in her skin; what she observes is not about self but about landscape, others, and time.
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
Some Tuesday Readings
Christian Wiman: The poet on the need for awe – Maggie Millner at The Yale Review.
The Silent Traveler The art of Chiang Yee – Spitalfields Life.
En Route to Canaan/Jericho – poem by Katy Bowser Hutson at Rabbit Room Poetry.
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