These lush, rewarding reflections on a woman’s passage into midlife are grounded in our intimacy with nature and mortality. Deborah Digges, now in her fifties, looks back in such poems as “Boat” to see younger mothers and their children, and ponders her own “brilliant, trivial unmooring.” As she wanders from the garden to the barn and into the woods, she finds her moods mirrored in the calendar of...
Paperback: 72 pages
Publisher: Knopf (September 13, 2005)
Product Dimensions: 5.9 x 0.2 x 8.4 inches
Amazon Rank: 1746732
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I read the poem "Trapeze" online, and immediately sentfor the book by the same title. The poems first two lines are:"See how the first dark takes the city in its armsand carries it into what yesterday we called the future."The book held up to its ti...
s, making lush music of the materials at hand and accepting the seismic changes in her life with an appreciation for the incidental scraps of beauty she chances upon.Throughout these luminous poems–which touch movingly on the illness and loss of her husband–Digges marvels at the brio with which we fling ourselves daringly into the night:See how the first dark takes the city in its armsand carries it into what yesterday we called the future.O, the dying are such acrobats.Here you must take a boat from one day to the next,or clutch the girders of the bridge, hand over hand.But they are sailing like a pendulum between eternity and evening,diving, recovering, balancing the air.