Of My Soul
by Nancy Watts
from Rosecroft Publishing
We've published Nancy's work here at KotaPress in the recent past, and I was very excited to hear that she had published this chapbook Of My Soul. Upon further inquiry, it was also a wonderful discovery to find that this chapbook will be incorporated into a larger collection to be called Of Ways Of Looking At A Woman which will also be released from Rosecroft Publishing soon.
Of course given my own life circumstances, it's always the grief and healing poems that speak to me the most. Nancy's poem title "Grief" in this chapbook is beautiful and to the point. "I wear my grief like a security blanket/...So I pull it up around my chin/...to/Relieve my chill and hope for the day/I can recall you without a tear." To any bereaved person, you know how thick the blanket of grief can be, and you'll find metaphor like this throughout Nancy's writing.
So many of Nancy's works remind me of those unforgettable in-the-body experiences that are so overwhelming yet simple and almost overlooked in our day to day lives. In "Recall" she writes, "I stood in the shower. Beads of steaming hot water/pelted my back like ammunition to numb the pain." How many showers have we all taken like this? Maybe your pain wasn't from the death of a child. Maybe you lost a job or got divorced. But the loss is loss is loss. And this kind of in-the-body writing will speak to you no matter what your particular life experiences. She also does this kind of thing in "My Dad" and "Extinction" both.
There's another example in this collection of how Nancy is able to write about a loss that is specific to her experience, yet finds a way to address that loss so the poem will speak to anyone. It's another of those everyday ideas-- the actions of a person cleaning a house. But the loss is so marked here. It's really a stunning piece. The poem is titled "Living Dead." I'll just let the first stanza speak for itself:
I changed your room,
put up new walls, and took down
old feelings and memories.
You can imagine how this stanza spoke to me as a woman whose child died at birth, a woman who had to dismantle a nursery in a very untimely manner. And yet the loss Nancy addresses here was not the same kind of loss. You just simply need to get your hands on a copy of this book in order to unearth the layers of meaning waiting here for you!
Anyone interested in getting a copy of this chapbook can send a check for $3 plus $1 postage and handling to Rosecroft Publishing, 8517 Rosecroft Terrace, Ellicott City, MD 21043.
Biography for Nancy
Watts, author of the book Of My Soul:
Nancy Watts is a wife and at-home mother of two
children. This poem is from a chapbook entitled "Of My Soul,"
grieving the loss of a love, from a complete book of poetry entitled Of
Ways Of Looking At A Woman. Working under the editorial guidance of Professor
Frank Anthony Ph.D., author and founder of New England Writers/Vermont
Poets association, Nancy is also finishing her first fiction novel The
River Wild.
watts2@comcast.net
