To My Dreamcatcher by Elizabeth Robin

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In Madness, Rack, and Honey, Mary Ruefle writes, “For me, the moon has always been the very embodiment of lyric poetry.” I see that lunar lyricism reflected by this poet. The language is mystical, mythic, sublime, and romantic. The haunting imagery is fresh and allows for strangeness, devastation, and delight in a way that captures me as a reader. There’s a cohesive arc in her poems, a notion that these pieces are in concert to one another. The syntax reminds me of the late and great, Lucille Clifton, with the use of the lowercase, the “i” woven throughout the work. In doing so, this poet is thinking about her relationship to the line and to the self in a meaningful way. These stunning poems all felt like “a rumbling love song” and left me lit up and wanting more.

–Tiana Clark, judging Elizabeth Robin the 2021 Carrie McCray Nickens Fellow for Poetry, Creative Writing faculty, Southern Illinois University at Edwardsville, I Can’t Talk About the Trees Without the Blood (University of Pittsburgh Press, 2018), Equilibrium (Bull City Press, 2016)

 

Elizabeth Robin’s To My Dreamcatcher is a wonderfully crafted collection of adventure, acceptance, loss, and rebirth that leaves her readers craving more with the turn of every page.

–Alexander Yucas, M.F.A. Converse College, Spartanburg SC, Tracks (Converse College Press, 2013)

 

 

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To My Dreamcatcher

by Elizabeth Robin

$19.99, Full-length, paper

978-1-64662-854-4

2022

A dreamcatcher watermark. A year haunted by ghosts. Encounters with strangers.

In To My Dreamcatcher Elizabeth Robin finds spirituality inside a work of art, the moon, a national park—places of reverence and mystery. Within such spaces, Robin tackles the challenge: as a woman alone, finishing life well.

We travel with her as she riffs on nature’s changing skies, landscapes, trees, lovers. Resolve deepens as she navigates her past in the title poem, “To My Dreamcatcher,” an elegy to her late husband. This journey reshapes perspective: she, like Andy Goldsworthy, leans into the wind.

 

 

1 review for To My Dreamcatcher by Elizabeth Robin

  1. Janet Kozachek (verified owner) –

    To my Dreamcatcher is a complex tapestry of poetry for social justice, elegies of grief and loss, and visionary odes that coax the sublime out of the every day.

    There are a number of ekphrastic poems which caught my attention – with a pleasant surprise that one of these was inspired by one of my mosaic assemblage works. There is an irreverent irony in Fruitless Struggle, which addresses Rene Magritte’s La Grande Guerre from the perspective of a disgruntled sitter for a portrait – her face obscured by an apple. In her poem Sisyphus and Icarus Elizabeth Robin positions herself securely in the pantheon of writers such as Auden and Williams in also having a final word on Brueghel’s Landscape with the Fall of Icarus:

    “ The lesson, clear as fresh ice skimming that bay: choose honest labor of skating loose,
    as opposing bookends
    the story in between remains: we live
    and die between the bark and the wood.”

    There is a pleasing tactile quality in much of the poetry in this volume – the joy of flannel sheets and the observation that the most sensuous part of Michelangelo’s David is David’s hand. Other poems, such as Inside the Moon, simply howl, giving the reader a sense of being there at an ancient campfire to bear witness to a cathartic song:

    “It only hurts when we hope
    and then, only if we love”

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