Hope, as the World Is a Scorpion Fish
by Liz Robbins
2021-06-05 01:43:46
Hope, as the World Is a Scorpion Fish
by Liz Robbins
2021-06-05 01:43:46
Liz Robbins''s poems have what only the very best poems have: a sturdy toughness undergirding their tenderness. Though the body spins dervishly-almost blindly- for love and beauty, it must also accept the jolts of pain, of physical labor. As with the...
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Liz Robbins''s poems have what only the very best poems have: a sturdy toughness undergirding their tenderness. Though the body spins dervishly-almost blindly- for love and beauty, it must also accept the jolts of pain, of physical labor. As with the flowering pear trees in "On the Verge of Spring," we are ever " hopeful,/ hopeless-with [the] smell of sweat suggestive/ of work and of fear." There''s a refreshing honesty in these poems as well as a tremendous amount of skill with a sensuous musical language. Each poem is a delight, something to savor.-Nance Van Winckel
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