“Time is the school in which we learn, / Time is the fire in which we burn.” Robert Frost believed a book of poetry should itself be structured as a poem, with individual poems functioning the way stanzas and lines do to create a beginning, middle, and end, or some other pattern that alchemizes the book into its own artistically complete and synergistic whole. In Catwalk (99 pages; Longship Press), Meryl Natchez’s meticulously structured and sequenced new book, the placement of every poem feels right and the result of a considered decision. That is, the poems are rooted in context in an […]
‘Catwalk’ by Meryl Natchez: Sorrow as a Matter of Perspective
by Rebecca Foust
