Guest Blogger: Robert Mueller
It is tempting to admire poets whose poetry rewards the loving attention of repeated reading. Barbara Guest provides that experience, and some readers may draw away from her results simply as if she were just trying, just trying to be difficult. It is true, the writing has a distinctly prepossessing character. Everything associated with the poetry, including the image, the style, the statement, the brilliant and tranquil charm of her spectacular, or humble, or both, words, or both in the same blizzard-cutting phrase, speaks nobility. If they step proud, if they step serene, they inveigle the rushing blame, put it fondly to rest.
That is how I see it. . . . Read more. “Seeking Weir”