The Light We Cannot See
Irish-born poet Anne Casey presents us with a study in contrasts in her latest book, The Light We Cannot See (Salmon Poetry 2019). In the pandemic that has locked down Australia for most of the past two years, Casey reflects on the distortions of life as it is. In erudite lyrics, she comments on the present moment, then moves to timeless topics – sometimes in the same poem.
The Day The Sky Broke Open
The Day the Sky Broke Open, by Keith T. Hoerner, is a compelling memoir about a survivor. It focuses on Hoerner as the “target child” of his mother’s emotional and physical abuse. He tells his story through fragmented snippets of nearly 60 years of his life.
Fleeing Father
Fleeing Father is a bilingual novel, in English and German, by Romanian-born author Carmen-Francesca Banciu. Narrated by a Romanian girl who comes of age as her country marches toward revolution, this bildungsroman is the first in a trilogy newly translated from German into English by Elena Mancini and Catharine J. Nicely.
but the flames
Poetry is having a moment in the United States. Perhaps it is the collective search for meaning as we all experience these myriad crises together, but poetic expression feels more relevant now. After Amanda Gorman’s reading at the presidential inauguration, I received a flood of text messages and emails from people excited about the possibilities for American poetry in the twenty-first century. It could be that they are on to something.
Fires of Heaven
There is often an assumption that people of faith do not struggle with their beliefs, that they have wholeheartedly bought into an ideology to cast away their doubt and blindly assuage their pain. As someone who came upon my own spiritual beliefs rather late in life, I find the opposite to be true. I struggle far more as a believer than I did as an agnostic. In his latest book, Fires of Heaven, James B. Nicola investigates the myriad struggles of the religious life.
The Invention of Love
I’m thinking about death. I am thinking about love. I am thinking about death and love, intertwining. This is what happens to your brain when you read Sara Schaff’s newest book, The Invention of Love. Opposites attract and mix and slyly become one another in the perspective of the wry and self-effacing narrator of the title story.