A Fling with the Ground by Stacia M. Fleegal
The voice in these poems is also a warning, a young woman cautioning herself in retrospect about love’s decoys and the blind mistakes she has, of course, already committed. There’s a necessary cry for preservation and endurance, and then there are moments of sheer beauty, like when she writes about the title’s female killdeer feigning a broken wing and admits “Her pain/seems so real, a fling/ she’s having/in the glossy rain/ with the ground.”
Though her voice is young (and sure to mature quickly), Fleegal deftly covers the manifestations of loneliness. In one poem, she aligns herself with an avocado, where she “could’ve spoiled/waiting for you examine/ the hard crux of the fruit, waiting/ for you to pick me, pick me.” Finally, as the collection ends and the dedication promises, she claims resilience, fortitude, and strength. No longer the deer, the avocado, or the vulnerable lover so easily crushed, she is “nothing more than myself.” She has gotten over it.
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Jen Garfield is the poetry editor for Prick of the Spindle. Her poetry has appeared in numerous journals and recently, she was the recipient of a 2007 Illinois Arts Council Literary Award. Her chapbook, Excuses for Happiness, is forthcoming from Pudding House Press. This week, she likes Greek mythology, advice columns, and shih tzus.
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