Beth Gordon's first book of poetry is a living history of transformation. It is abundantly evident that grief was a driving force in devining the right combination of words that smoothly roll off the tongue, explaining what went on in her head, in her heart as she navigated the dark road to acceptance. She emerges as a new person whose well-learned lessons can be useful in our own journeys.
From the first poem, "I'm Inventing a New Language," in which she sets the tone of the book, to the last one, "Dancing Barefoot in Mississippi," Gordon mesmerizes the reader with vivid imagery -- dreamlike but seriously sobering and real. Her "crowns," which are fairly complicated sonnets, connected with repeated first-and-last lines, reflect an unmatched skill level of poets who have had far more exposure. Each one is a brilliant creation that has its own breath.
Gordon has set the bar high with this first book. I can't wait to see how she follows up, and I'm certain that she will.
"Morning Walk with Dead Possum, Breakfast and Parallel Universe" is a must read.
In her stunning debut collection, "Morning Walk..." Beth Gordon addresses loss and grief in a unique way, blending her impeccable craft with a new vision, a new voice, and indeed a new language; at times formal yet following a new modern standard of magical realism and out of body pain and transcendence. Gordon's poetry is brilliant yet accessible to the masses - and addresses themes and feelings to which all mothers, parents and ultimately humans will relate to and find solace with her tender and sometimes rightfully angry words. She blends the ordinary with the extraordinary using lush, magical words that are sweet in the mouth and roll off the tongue.