The Grandmother Poems


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Marcia Katz Wolfs The Grandmother Poems operates at the fulcrum of her familys history. Some of the poems concern her parents after World War II inscrutably altered by the Holocaust - her mother fresh from a nose job Queen Celeste with her trunk cut off; her father in the cellar darkroom his hands rising ghostly from the developing fluid / retrieving something I could not see. Others embody Wolfs own vivid womanhood; still others her grandchildrens first leaps beyond the fortress of baby clothes she folds on a bed toward unknown frays and tears. The final poem portrays Wolf and her husband singing as they push their grandson Yonatan on a swing back and forth back / and forth - an image that recalls the books motion through time. Like the grandmother herself this collection has a long reach and a warm strong grasp. Lauren Rusk author of Pictures in the Firestorm: Poems The Apache words for grandfather and grandson are the same or so Ive been told. It seems almost too good to be true that theres a language - an entire people - that recognizes the symmetry of our lives in this way. But in any language there are some people who recognize it for the rest of us and Marcia Katz Wolf is one of them. If any of your grandparents are still living reading these poems will strengthen your bond with them. If you are a grandparent yourself they will resonate with you. If you are suspended in between they will tell you what the Apaches know. Charles Hanson author of Necessary Virtue Marcia Katz Wolfs moving yet unsentimental recall of lifes past brings richness and meaning to lifes present. Whether wry rueful whimsical or elegiac these beautifully wrought poems reveal the pain that floats on and beneath the surface of memory. Her discerning eye never blinks. Arthur Gilbert author of Under Submission
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