![]() ![]() The speaker in Smith’s poems is frank, conversational, and also deeply grieving as she has recently gone through the loss of her father. I’ve often thought that falling in love is like being in a gravitational pull similarly, in Smith’s words, “Tina says what if dark matter is like the space between people/When what holds them together isn’t exactly love, and I think/That sounds right” (37). What took me by surprise was her ability to take something so distant, cold, and foreign as outer space, and connect it to the deep caring, the complexities, and the grief that can come from our relationships with parents and lovers. Now, I’m always on the lookout for a great poem or book of poetry, and I was particularly intrigued by Tracy K. ![]() But I asked for a framed copy of “The Whisperers” by Walter de la Mare for my 21st birthday, so something must have stuck. When my dad would recite poetry for my brother and me, he got mostly eye-rolling and groaning. I came to my love of poetry somewhat reluctantly. ![]()
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