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Poetry Review

 

“The Legacy of the Sidelong Glance: Elegies” by Michelle Reale

Aldrich Press, USA, 2014

36 pages              

£8.95

Poetry Review by Mia Avramut

 

 

 

In her latest, compelling collection of prose poems, Michelle Reale redefines the elegy for the 21st century: less of a dirge, more of a sui generis periplus from “Genesis” to “Mythos”, around “Lament”; a celebration of personal and transmitted recollections with stirring nuances of meditative homage to femaleness and its challenges. She gives us a sentient poetry of bloodline, penned with grit, subtle melancholy, and acute sensitivity to a beckoning destiny marked by sacrifice, longing, and resilience. Not surprisingly, this work bring us closer to a full circle, to the original Latin mythological elegy. “And thus begins the cycle’’ of a woman’s life, too— in the quagmire of tradition and recurring submission, “translated and negotiated for your mother who never left the house”.

Words of an elegant simplicity align like ancient standing stones, and the reader’s reward lies in the bittersweet sacrament of lives (ordinary, imprisoning, inevitable) now forever preserved, while the sound of the invocation startles and saddens: “There are fitful meetings. Fateful comings, fateful goings. Days too short. Nights too long. Promises given as warnings that sound like love, but the back of the brain knows better. Nets are dropped. Cages built. Prisons with rusty, bent keys. The downstream concentrations are accumulating, but all higher concerns are for today, not tomorrow. For the quiet one there can be no deep reserve. The fish is hooked. The will becomes dry as a bone.” (Osso)

Once in a while, the confessional tone takes precedence, whispering of recurring themes: the blessing and curse of continuity, the patterns of loss, and the long shadow of exile: “Necessity could be found in every corner of your father’s home, under her mother’s apron, in the embrace of her oldest sister’s first child, but after that it just becomes something else to tick off your grocery list. The definition of “blessed” is to be born without the knowledge of how trivial your life might become. A little sister buried into the hard ground, the stoic faces of illiterate parents, the ability, but not the heart to replace the one that was lost, as if a shoe that has been outgrown. Bound by cultural norms, from the ways of the Old Country from the lack of anything else that was not already written in the books before you were born.” (Headlong)

In a sense, “The Legacy of the Sidelong Glance” reads like a single, fluid, deeply moving chronicle-poem.The vein of realism that runs through Italian-American poetry, and the poetry of Italian roots, is amply supplied through Reale’s words. “Marriage takes him away first. Your true ally. But before even that, you lost him twice: once to the army and again to your sister’s house the one who offers him shelter so that your husband will not kill him. As if it was not his own flesh and blood. Let him go “Lasciarlo andare”, your husband tells him with jealousy. And he goes. (...) You learned surrender to save yourself. The first telegram arrives, signed just like his frequent Hallmark cards used to be: Forever, your loving son. You hang your heart by the hook near the door. The blood congeals on the floor below, sticky beneath your sensible shoe.” (Unto the Breach) Indeed, Cine-verità in a poem.

Although rooted in the Italian experience, Michelle Reale’s poetic discourse reaches far beyond ethnic confines, to illuminate the universal female condition. The lasting impression is that of an enchanted mirror meant to be revisited again and again, in which “a woman’s lament” is reflected, acutely and lucidly and relentlessly.