By Ellen Bass
“Poetry,” writes best-selling writer Ellen Bass, “is the way in which I beware, enjoy, provide compliment, fight, grieve, rage, and pray. It’s the best way I embrace my love for the world.”
The Human Line, Bass’ 7th publication of poems, startles with its targeted aspect, intimate photos, and wild metaphors. Bass brings recognition to life’s endearing absurdities, and plenty of of the poems flash with a willing humorousness. She additionally faces some of the an important ethical dilemmas of our time—genetic engineering, environmental concerns, non-stop warfare, heterosexism—and grounds her imaginative and prescient within the small, deepest workings of the heart.
. . . while i am getting home,
my son has a headache, and notwithstanding he’s
almost grown, asks me to sing him a song.
We lie jointly at the lumpy couch
and I warble out the outdated convey tunes, evening and Day . . .
They Can’t Take That clear of Me . . . A cheap
silver chain shimmers throughout his throat
rising and falling together with his pulse. There by no means was
anything else. purely those excruciatingly
insignificant creatures we love.
Ellen Bass is co-author of the million-selling publication Courage to Heal. She lives and teaches in Santa Cruz, California.
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