Incarnadine: Poems by Mary Szybist
Incarnadine: Poems by Mary Szybist
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Mary Szybist's second collection reaches for heaven through an imagining of the experience of Mary at Annunciation, and sometimes touches it with such lovely and simple language as:
"Time to enter yourself. Time to make your own sorrow. Time to unbrighten and discard even your slenderness."
"...having bathed carefully in the syllables of your name,"
"Now what seas, what meanings can I place in you?"
There are times when the simplicity becomes merely prosaic and the collection is a bit uneven. Still and all, a worthy effort.
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Mary Szybist's second collection reaches for heaven through an imagining of the experience of Mary at Annunciation, and sometimes touches it with such lovely and simple language as:
"Time to enter yourself. Time to make your own sorrow. Time to unbrighten and discard even your slenderness."
"...having bathed carefully in the syllables of your name,"
"Now what seas, what meanings can I place in you?"
There are times when the simplicity becomes merely prosaic and the collection is a bit uneven. Still and all, a worthy effort.
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