As I read Think of It as Music, the new poetry collection by Penelope Moffet, the first word that kept coming to mind was precision. It was followed by a related word – etching. Reading these poems is not only like looking at etchings; it’s like reading an etching. And then came the third word – landscape.
Moffet writes in a very precise, deliberate way. Words are chosen carefully; then she positions them in the order that makes her meaning completely clear. And then you discover she’s drawn the landscape. Sometimes, it’s the natural landscape; other times, it’s more a personal landscape. She’s etching a picture that describes exactly what she wants it to describe.
To continue reading, please see my post today at Tweetspeak Poetry.
Some Thursday Readings
“Some One,” poem by Walter de la Mare – Sally Thomas at Poems Ancient and Modern.
Hues of Devotion: A Reading of Shakespeare’s Sonnet 20 – K.S. Bernstein at Apple Blossoms in a Mournful Wood.
“Ah, Are You Digging on My Grave?”, poem by Thomas Hardy – Joseph Bottum at Poems Ancient and Modern.
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