Joanne Dominique Dwyer’s, “Belle Laide” Reviewed by Stacey Balkun
February 27, 2014 in Poets At Work
Somehow, in a space no bigger than a mason jar, the poem captures it all. It is the jar that captures a fistful of fireflies. We, as readers, become the insects glowing within, able to see out but still feeling strangely trapped, as we feel in our human bodies.
This corporeal quality is exemplified in the poem “She Had Some Water,” which channels Joy Harjo’s “She Had Some Horses” by using repetition to create a sense of multiplicity: “She had some sun ascertaining ownership on her shoulders She had some rain in her hair…” The final poem brings us back to our speaker, and, like so much of this stunning collection, moves inward towards the body, positioning it as the only source of certainty, even as it is a “temporary occupancy,” the value of which (beautiful or ugly) exists solely in the mind: “And she’ll be ashamed for her ego-driven desire to be listed among the holy, and humbled into a hallow love for her body…“ |
Reviewed by Stacey Balkun