This is a beautiful and gentle book. It does not claim to be poetry, but it is written by a poet and it begins with a powerful image, comparing the children of a large family to pansies, which “are a persistent breed. They take to the same soil, year after year.” If you didn’t read the back of the book it would take you until the third of these finely crafted vignettes to find out what is going on; this is the story of a compassionate woman who needs a babysitter and ends up learning about a sub-culture very different from her own. The young woman she hires teaches her bit by bit about another way of living, of understanding one’s place in the world.
Young people, who only hear bad stories about different peoples, such as Muslims or unwanted immigrants, should read this book. So should those who are older and weary of bad news. The writing is concise, elegant, and honest about the narrator’s mistakes and misunderstandings, as well as about the limits to the relationship.
No, these are not prose poems, but they are close cousins. I will share it with my poetry group and I expect that they will like it as well as I do.
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