I've often found poetry to be tough sledding. I'm more of a fiction kind of guy. But every once in a while I enjoy poetry that not only has something to say, but says it well. That's why I enjoy Steve Orlen, one of our finest poets. If you're interested in experiencing his brand of spot on real-life observations, the place to start is his 2006 book, The Elephant's Child: New & Selected Poems 1978-2005. Orlen is one of those writers who's not afraid to look at himself. I mean really look at himself, at his darkest intentions and base motivations. He's a wise observer of humanity and instincts, often filtered through his own experience. Here's a brief passage from his poem The Art of Conversation, in which he explores personal communication.I wanted to know her better,In addition to his newer work in this collection, I strongly recommend the poem Big Friend of the Stones which also appears here. This is beautiful, honest stuff which has something to teach us all.
My new neighbor, clipping the hedges
Between our yards. One question
Led to another, and then
She said, in a murmur
As though afraid a louder pitch
Would overwhelm the air around us—
"It was summer
And my parents were murdered
Right in front of my eyes. I was
Just a seven year old kid."
She looked away, and I looked with her.
>>> READ THE OPENING PAGES OF THE ELEPHAN'TS CHILD HERE.
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