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A review by carodellynch
What Kind of Woman: Poems by Kate Baer
5.0
Notes from longer poems:
“Send me your distractions. Your pity laugh, the auburn couch, the way you pull your hair
into tiny thimbles of grief.
I will take your conversations too — the one
you
had with your mother on a Saturday. Or every
time you stood inside a door to weep.
The best thanks is the sound of your heart beating. Your hands soaring above the waves”
“To find the ones who say: ‘I am not afraid of sitting in the dark with you’”
“Revision is necessary. The compulsory bloom.
When you emerge with crystals in one hand,
revenge in the other, remember the humble barn swallow who returns in the spring. If not for her markings, another bird entirely.”
“Send me your distractions. Your pity laugh, the auburn couch, the way you pull your hair
into tiny thimbles of grief.
I will take your conversations too — the one
you
had with your mother on a Saturday. Or every
time you stood inside a door to weep.
The best thanks is the sound of your heart beating. Your hands soaring above the waves”
“To find the ones who say: ‘I am not afraid of sitting in the dark with you’”
“Revision is necessary. The compulsory bloom.
When you emerge with crystals in one hand,
revenge in the other, remember the humble barn swallow who returns in the spring. If not for her markings, another bird entirely.”