Tuesday, October 5, 2010

JEAN VALENTINE ~







Jean Valentine has been writing for a long, long time — many books, and quietly, starting as a winner with Yale Series of Younger Poets, large and small press publishers for almost fifty years — and one of the strongest gifts of her writing life has been a steady draw of remaining fresh as well as unpredictable and holding to a stunning touch and craftsmanship. Her work has only improved book by book. Royally taking off since her collected poems Door in the Mountain and her two most recent books Little Boat and Break the Glass. The poem I've chosen below is the opening poem to the new book, her eleventh collection. I reached the end of the poem, and while I kept on reading, I haven't really left that page.






In Prison



In prison
without being accused


or reach your family
or have a family............You have


conscience
heart trouble


asthma
manic-depressive


(we lost the baby)
no meds


no one
no window


black water
nail-scratched walls


your pure face turned away
embarrassed


you
who the earth was for.




Jean Valentine Break the Glass
(Copper Canyon Press, 2010)




author photo: Star Black