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5.0 out of 5 stars
Luminous Epiphanies Here,
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This review is from: Gravity's Dream (Paperback)
Kate Light, a professional musician, is also a skillful poet of heartbreaking honest and clarity. She is a master of traditional forms who is on the same playing field with Kay Ryan. Her narrative excursions here are surprising and effective.
More to the point, Light is a poet of quiet listening and intimacy. She is a poet whose work reflects a vibrant spiritual practice. In her capable hands, the aptly named Light makes of the human heart a gorgeous onion. Peeling its layers in poem after poem, Light teaches us so much more about ourselves, and about love and our imagined images of love. Kate Light is an essential poet, a spiritual friend. Robert McDowell, Author of the forthcoming Spiritual Practice and Poetry
2 of 2 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Written with a gamboling, lyrical intensity,
By Midwest Book Review (Oregon, WI USA) - See all my reviews
This review is from: Gravity's Dream (Paperback)
Gravity's Dream: New Poems and Sonnets is the third poetry collection of teacher and professional violinist Kate Light. Written with a gamboling, lyrical intensity that freely transitions from moment to moment, the poems - some free-verse, some crafted as sonnets, some approaching stream-of-consciousness narration - aptly express the chaotic confusion of surface thoughts in everyday life. "To You": I'm writing to you now. There was no "you" / except a kind of guess; that maybe someone / here or there would catch a drift / of wit or recognition, or, forgive my un- / worthiness, Inspiration. Taken for stiff / by some, undisciplined by others (all true, / all true?), I bow my head before / those judgment gods; & if now some small following lifts / that head back up (as I have said) by the tip / of the chin, looks into the eyes, looks in, / says, I accept these things as gifts, / then, okay, you're who I'm writing for, / far off, or near; who I'm here biting my lip / to be clear to. Yes, you. Yes, you.
1 of 5 people found the following review helpful:
2.0 out of 5 stars
Plenty of room for a View,
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This review is from: Gravity's Dream (Paperback)
A disappointment. Though formally correct and MFA-precise, the poems seem to betray a pervasive narcissism, a refraction of self-exiled ego, an optical interference where wave and trough cancel each other out. The poems are lyrical, superbly crafted, sometimes witty, but betray a peculiar lack of insight -- as though the author endorsed Pythagoras's view that light traveled outward from the eye. A fine, precise virtuoso's eye ... but only that one eye. Gravity doesn't curve this light.
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Gravity's Dream by Kate Light (Paperback - September 15, 2006)
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