Review
"...The world of these poems is undoubtedly Greece. The statues are phallic and so are the men who inhabit her poems. Poseidon does move the seas and Aeolus still controls the four winds. Yet, this is not the Greece of James Merrill; we do not experience these poems through the lens of privilege and the world of men. While the men she encounters are equally a force of nature, it is the women who are the core of this book. Iona who hoards bread just in case the Nazis come back, the cook's wife who belongs to the cook, the women who scavenge for olives, the village women who casually reveal their sex lives: the woman who has never had an orgasm, the milkmaid who explains the importance of large vaginas, and even the author herself who says, How wicked I have become, I'm afraid, tending to myself like a feigned goddess, like Demeter before the harvest or Aphrodite basking in garland, anointed by her own olive branch. There is an earthiness and richness in the poems and they are at once feminine, sensual and melodic as they traverse time. ...This is a fine collection of poems in which the men and women passionately dance the syrtaki, starting out slowly with the tempo growing throughout the collection. The result is a book whose language and structure are a dance in which the past and the present partner ...Her poems are birthed out of a very complex inquiry into what it is to be an outsider in another culture. Sometimes she is crystal clear and at other times she grapples in the complexities of what she is recording and experiencing. This is really good news, providing texture to the poems in the collection. This range makes the journey of the whole very satisfying." --Eloise Bruce, Journal of New Jersey Poets, Issue 45, 2008
About the Author
Donna J. Gelagotis Lee's poetry has appeared in variety of publications from The Massachusetts Review, The Midwest Quarterly to Women's Studies Quarterly. She lived in Greece for many years.