Locating moments of astonishment in our everyday lives, Cotter seeks moments of quiet beauty and mystery to interrogate relationships, asking questions that offer no easy answers. Blending history and nature, these poems frequently move from images to larger questions about the human experience. There’s a darkness and deeper haunting that’s never far. “I wanted to write you/ Something pretty among the roses,/ But these ruddy bouquets want/ Me to tell you about how war begins.” These poems move from love to inheritance and heartbreak, deepening our understanding of what it means to be human. These poems offer a rediscovery of life in all its beauty and terror.
Tasha Cotter's third collection of poetry Astonishments was released in 2020 with FutureCycle Press. Her collaboratively written novel Us, in Pieces (with Christopher Green) was released in July 2019. She lives in Coupeville, Washington.
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CAPE ANN, SUMMER
He’d just sat up to watch the waves when he noticed the family arriving on the beach, not twenty feet away. A mother and father with their young son, who was just learning to walk, toddled between both of them, tentative, laughing. The man watched the mother, softly smiling; their soft voices carried a little on the breeze. He couldn’t make out the words, only the tone of happiness, the feeling of a good memory being made. How sweet it all looked, and how reasonably she took to motherhood. He could feel the heat of the sun on his back; his cheeks were turning pink in the broad afternoon light. His eyes landed on their little bag of beach toys, and he admired the soundness of the scene. He lay back down beside her, considering them, considering his own mistake.
A MARRIAGE
One day you will surely get tired Of the checklists and monotonous tasks. You'll get tired of me, too, and all The colorful collars I put on you. You, who would rather stay in and read In bed. You, maker of ham and biscuits Served with molasses. Marriage is A hologram capturing the interference Of our scattered light. Michelangelo Destroyed most of his drawings before He died, not wanting others to see How difficult it had been for him, The slow work of getting good. The work Is easy, some days, even freeing. Yet some Weeks I can’t get it right, and neither can You. Together we fail the simple test Of each other's happiness, but it’s what we love: This holy work; this invention of us.
It’s hard for me to review poetry. The fact I read it and either thought, “I got it!?” or “What the? ... but I like it.” means 5-stars. If I throw up my hands and think, “I’ve got nothing.” then less stars.
After reading The Aqua Notebook a couple times, I wanted to check out more of Tasha Cotter’s poetry. Astonishments did not disappoint. Her poetry does what all great poems do and make me want to read more from the author and inspire me to write more of my own.
Tasha Cotter’s are wise, lovely and insightful. The reader is taken on a journey of small pleasures and large. Poetry lovers will adore these fine poems.