I was just informed by my lovely wife that a young poet from Chicago has chosen her as the Best Poet of 2007.
On his website, SugarSkullParade, he talks about her poetry and why it is he chose her.
“Her honesty and commitment to “bleeding on the page” made me feel like a pretender. There is an urgency and authenticity to her writing that makes you sit up in the middle of the night. Or stop everything on a Tuesday afternoon to listen to your own pulse. It is writing that originates in the South, spilled out through the Kentucky backroads and gulleys in a beat-up Ford with traces of meth in the ashtray. Honesty isn’t pretty and there are ghosts of things that never get mentioned at the family picnic. However, in spite of all the bumps and bruises, there is a peace and resolution that settles on the reader of these poems. Read closely. This is no Slyvia Plath. Yes, life is tricky. Life can be absurd. But throughout everything is a thirst for life itself.“
Congratulations, my dear. You deserve it.
Well, I’m really flattered to be called a “young poet” from Chicago, but the thin layer of gray hair that covers my head argues otherwise
Wish I had seen this earlier. This feels weird responding two years after your post, but I am still a big fan of Rebecca’s poetry and art in general.
Did she get my e-mail about the new poetry quarterly out of L.A. ? I hope she submitted some material.
Best wishes to you and Rebecca.
And best hopes for Kentucky. What’s up with that crazy Rand Paul ? Hmmm…..
Dave
Dave,
I feel even worse that it has been 2 months since you left the comment, and I only yesterday noticed that it was being held for approval.
I asked her about the email, and she said she didn’t see it. You may want to send it her way again.
I hate to even get started about Rand Paul…I HOPE that better sense prevails and he doesn’t win, but I truly think he has a chance…as long as his handlers keep him quiet. He really is a joke.