Beast, to Be Your Friend by Jennifer Moss Reviewed by Eric Weinstein
The deeper emotions and mental machinery of these mysterious beasts are never revealed, however, and this liminal aspect of Moss’ work ensures that none are fully human, as we might discern from the title of her poem, “Making the Centaur.” Occasionally she reminds the reader less overtly, as in “Three Octopi”:
As if to say that three simple octopi are incapable of the daydreaming and grand philosophizing that are the hallmark of the human race. (Or, perhaps less comfortably, none of us, human or otherwise, is capable of them.) This subtlety in tone is reflected in the rhyme and cadence of her poetry, and when combined with her excellent ear for and economy of language, this collection emerges as a kind of agriculturally-minded, beautiful Imagist experience. Although it rarely feels too light, Beast, to Be Your Friend, at a mere eighteen poems, leaves us desiring more from this gifted new poet.
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Prick of the Spindle Poetry Editor Eric Weinstein recently graduated magna cum laude from Duke University with an AB in English and Philosophy. His writing has previously appeared in a variety of online and print publications, including The Archive,Wheelhouse Magazine, Prick of the Spindle, and Rainy Day. His poetry hasbeen nominated for inclusion in Pushcart Prize XXXIII: Best of the SmallPresses (2009). A native of New Hampshire, he currently lives in Hoboken, New Jersey.
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