Wolf and Pilot tells the story of four sisters--Elsianne, Matilda, Emaline and Aubrie--who have run away from their witch-mother. Looming in corners, hiding in holes, "living near people," the girls observe the detective on their case, their much-loved teacher, and the witch-mother from a near distance. Through shifting perspectives that fuse together in a collective voice, these poems are grounded in the eerie world of fairy tales and explore that world through a childlike, voyeuristic eye.
I bought this book at a reading by Farrah Field and her husband. I'd never read any of her work and the selections she shared at the reading were so intriguing, I really wanted to read the whole book. I am very happy I bought this, because it is all kinds of wonderful and eerie and strange and lovely.
For an in-depth review (and I mean in-depth), visit my blog ( http://outsideofacat.wordpress.com/20... ) -- in any case, this book is highly recommended even for people who aren't into poetry. As long as you're open-minded, I think you'll enjoy this, poetry lover or not.
If you only read this book for the line, "She threw one of her feet at us and never lost her balance," you will not be disappointed. This book is full of such amazing lines that make even better poems. The mystery, darkness, emotional depth and downright awesomeness is pretty great, too. Read it! "The rye will tickle your nipples."
Picked up b/c I thought this was the one with Poets.org's poem-of-the-day, "Blue Is Beautiful Amy but the Story Is So the '90s" but it's not. This one makes me think of: The Virgin Suicides, Orange Crush by Simone Muench, and I Have to Go Back to 1994 and Kill a Girl and there are great lines in here, though- - -
Gorgeous writing, but at times, it felt the plot was too aloof. Perhaps that would have been different if I had read it all in one go. (I try to savor books of poetry, so I read them over longer periods of time.) Still, gorgeous writing and craftsmanship.
Field mythologizes violence and loss through the eerie and exceedingly human stories of four sisters, a witchy mother, and a weary detective in poems tinged with just a drop of fairytale, as the poet reminds us in “Bedtime Stories:” “Once upon a time all adults used to be children.” Super creepy, I loved this.