Post by bepindi35 on May 21, 2012 14:55:30 GMT -5
“Every poem holds the unspeakable inside it. The unsayable... The thing that you can't really say because it's too complicated. It's too complex for us. Every poem has that silence deep in the center of it.” These magnificent words embody Marie Howe’s works along with her life. Her poetry transcends the norm of feeling and takes the reader in to the abyss of her emotions and speculations about her personal experiences and the struggles everyone will need to endure, her emphasis on dealing with grief and loss make her a true inspiration. Her style of writing is enchanting; each stanza takes the reader into the most intimate aspects of her life from the happiness to the agony stirring the emotions of each reader as they empathize with her reality.
The suffering she experienced as a child prevails as a prominent theme through her works, a feeling of powerlessness dominates many of her poems “the sense of being carried on a current I could not name or change”. Throughout her childhood Marie longed for security and solitude that always seemed out of reach, she would find happiness hiding in the copper beech tree while it rained being able to “watching it happen without it happening” to her. This immunity was calming, being unaffected by something, being sheltered and protected.
Marie’s brother John was a powerful presence in her life, he protected her and she praised him for that. She describes him as her savior, “In the game, someone has to touch you to free you then you’re human again” this was never the case for Marie in her experiences a touch could bring just as much agony as it could healing. But John, as he put his arm around her and held her while she wept he repaired her, he would make her human again. Marie wishes “praise to the boy who willed his blood to cool and his heart to slow.” He had found the shield she longed for.
With the loss of her brother many aspects of her life changed, Marie wrestles with the loss in many of her poems, the torments of the everyday and the unique things she has suffered. Many of Marie’s poems are dismal and pensive and require the reader to reflect in on their own losses making them painful to read, but she is able to infuse each poem with healing in so that the poem has a sense of recovery and rebirth amidst the darkness.
The depth and complexity of each poem leads into another facet of her journey. Marie teaches how to deal with grief in her poetry “because fear has its own language and its own story, because even grief provides a living remedy,” her words of wisdom are so timelessly beautiful I believe her poetry will have as profound an effect on all of you as it has for me. I am so glad to have her here with us; I hope she will be able to teach everyone what her dead friends taught her; whatever leads you to joy is the answer.
Please give Marie Howe a warm welcome
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The suffering she experienced as a child prevails as a prominent theme through her works, a feeling of powerlessness dominates many of her poems “the sense of being carried on a current I could not name or change”. Throughout her childhood Marie longed for security and solitude that always seemed out of reach, she would find happiness hiding in the copper beech tree while it rained being able to “watching it happen without it happening” to her. This immunity was calming, being unaffected by something, being sheltered and protected.
Marie’s brother John was a powerful presence in her life, he protected her and she praised him for that. She describes him as her savior, “In the game, someone has to touch you to free you then you’re human again” this was never the case for Marie in her experiences a touch could bring just as much agony as it could healing. But John, as he put his arm around her and held her while she wept he repaired her, he would make her human again. Marie wishes “praise to the boy who willed his blood to cool and his heart to slow.” He had found the shield she longed for.
With the loss of her brother many aspects of her life changed, Marie wrestles with the loss in many of her poems, the torments of the everyday and the unique things she has suffered. Many of Marie’s poems are dismal and pensive and require the reader to reflect in on their own losses making them painful to read, but she is able to infuse each poem with healing in so that the poem has a sense of recovery and rebirth amidst the darkness.
The depth and complexity of each poem leads into another facet of her journey. Marie teaches how to deal with grief in her poetry “because fear has its own language and its own story, because even grief provides a living remedy,” her words of wisdom are so timelessly beautiful I believe her poetry will have as profound an effect on all of you as it has for me. I am so glad to have her here with us; I hope she will be able to teach everyone what her dead friends taught her; whatever leads you to joy is the answer.
Please give Marie Howe a warm welcome
word count 520