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Ribbon of Intonations: Peach Seeds

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To say I am speechless after reading this review by Jim K. is an understatement beyond measure.

Linda Benninghoff Review of Peach Seeds by Peggy Eldridge-Love

Peach Seeds
By Peggy Eldridge Love
MiPoesias Chapbook Series

Reviewed by Linda Benninghoff

With an image, a phrase or an outline of a brief incident, Peggy Eldridge Love can capture so much about a person or place: as in “Peach Seeds,” her poem to her mother.

She didn’t like that I thought I was adopted.
She leaned her face into mine so that we
were eye to eye.
I was the worst pain she’d ever known;
Nine hours with complications…

She was no more amused when I decided
I was really the reincarnation of an English
] princess held captive
by a bevy of sixteenth century dysfunctional nuns.

The poem is rich with imagination, as when the poet imagines herself a princess, imprisoned by nuns. For the poet, imagination plays a part in forming identity, and she lets her imagination play, and it plays with words.

In “Induced Labor,” two diametrically opposed lovers are set off against each other, and the poet plays with language to sharpen and reveal this opposition.

I know you love me
and when he doesn’t I run

to your memory, my shelter

deep in the limestone covered

caves of my youth.

I know that you did

and when I remember

how callus I was with your

vulnerability I wonder of

karma’s weight.

And were I now to find y ou,

and love you, and woo you

would you no longer

love me, would I then need

to run to the cavern of

his memory, safe in knowing

he never did.

Some of the poems deal with love, either a mother’s love, or a lover’s love, but the brushstrokes are original and the imagination rich.

In “Circle of the Muse,” the poet imagines a muse hanging around to her right in Kansas City. Whose muse is it? It may be Hemingway’s: another imaginative jump in poems full of imagination.

In “Red Girl,” the poet picks a few details and subtly captures a young girl.

Red girl, we called her,

since the burst of curls, the

sprinkle of rusty highlights

that graced her cheeks

were the envy of all the shades in our

Crayola box.

Then Red Girl disappears at the end of the poem and her disappearance is unexplained, a mystery.

These poems capture mystery, the quest for identity and love, but do so in an original way, with imagery that leaps off the page and makes the chapbook “Peach Seeds” unforgettable.

Peggy Eldridge-Love

Peggy Eldridge-Love (click to listen)

Reading by Peggy of her poem "Gossip" from You Beckon (page 71).


Gossip

Flat land stretches
silent, pleased to keep its
secrets, protective of the
moonless sky that will labor
with the birth; pushing up,
pushing out through the earth.

In the morning, new stones,
still damp with afterbirth,
will cry for the breast
of Mother Earth.

They are bastards,
the sun will whisper;
no mountain has spewed them,
no hills loosed them,
no accounting for their being
here where
horizon and sun
are one.

Fatherless,
the wind will echo.
Shameless,
the stars will bellow.
Silent,
the moon will stay,
knowing why it disappeared.

You Beckon 2002 Write On Writers Peggy Eldridge-Love

MiPOesias Magazine 2008 Best of cafe' cafe....

MiPOesias Magazine 2008 Best of cafe' cafe....

MiPOesia-Chapbook Series

Two of the chapbooks of poems published in the 2010 MiPOesia-Chapbook Series. Peach Seeds by Peggy Eldridge-Love and Delicious Dangerous by Michelle McEwen

Open publication - Free publishing - More poetry

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Open publication - Free publishing - More poems

A New Work in Clay

Photo: Clay Sculpture by Peggy Eldridge-Love

A new work I recently finished in Cernit clay, but I'm really torn as to the title I want to use for this work. Sometime the "The Crooner's Last Song" seems to fit him best, while other times it seems "Our Family Griot" feels more right! Who knows, it might even turn out to be something different.

Regardless of his name he seems at one with his world. His sense of peace and personal well-being I've come to believe is to be envied!

Peggy