This collection of poetry is about time and consciousness. In one way, time is merely a human construct that does not exist except as we have imagined it, so that we can function in our daily lives. In another way, time is omnipresent, a super-reality, existing and permeating everything. It weaves in-between the vastness of space and in-between the vast spaces of our minds and it makes us a whole: the universe and each of us as individuals. Time encompasses everything, all of the past, present and future. Time, then, is truly timeless. This other kind of time, for me, has become synonymous with consciousness, the consciousness of this universe, which holds in it all that has been, is and will be. It is the great author, the teller of all stories and all histories simultaneously.
These poems are a composite of a small amount of consciousness: mine. It is me falling through my time here on earth. I hope they will resonate with you and your own exquisitely unique and universal consciousness.
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Sherry L. Ross grew up in a home where writing and art were part of everyday life. She spent most days reading classic fantasy novels and writing poetry. Her first middle-grade novel, RETURN OF THE VINETROPES, is the fulfillment of a childhood dream. It combines her love of fantasy with poetry and prose. She has lectured on poetry and writing to middle school aged children. Ross is also the author of The Sorrell Ridge Cookbook and a book of poetry entitled Seeds of Pomegranate. In addition, she is the editor-in-chief of the Art Renewal Center, a non-profit foundation leading the revival of realism in the visual fine arts. Sherry Ross currently lives with her husband Fred Ross and their three cats in a house in the middle of the woods.
This is an authoritative collection by a master of the art. Thoughtful, nuanced and very relatable, the poems in Sherry Ross’s second collection explore the nature of our relationship with that most enigmatic of substances, time itself, the medium through which we all must journey.
The poems in this collection show us the universe in a dewdrop, using imagery that stays with you long after you’ve read the poems, and details that absolutely encapsulate an idea. ‘An untethered churning of stardust and waterfalls’ from ‘A Poet’s work’ is just one such memorable example. Many of the poems look back through time to experiences and relationships filtered by years and wisdom. Others explore the effects of time on a small object or action – the ripening of a pear, the peeling of an orange. Many of my favourite poems in this collection use the metaphor of the garden through the changing seasons. But, small or large, each poem has something deeply profound to say about the nature of existence and of being mortal. The unifying theme of time is a powerful one, whether the time being explored is that of the cosmos, a single human, or the fluid time of stories.
This is a collection to be savoured and then re-read, and I shall certainly do so as I journey through time myself.
It’s my first book review of 2022 and this charming book of poetry is well-worthy of the five stars I am awarding it. “Falling Through Time” is a delightful and thoughtful collection of poems that reflect time – its effect on us, our journey through it, and the many different facets of time itself. Each poem flows one to the other and although I am not usually a great poetry reader, I found myself stopping and going back to re-read and muse on what the poet meant by her words, and whether there was a deeper meaning behind them.
My favourite poem was “Each Day”. A short and on the surface simple poem, it tells of a solitary solid pear that sits in the fruit bowl and is ignored and discarded in favour of the more obviously ripe and ready fruit. Until one day it is discovered to be spoiled. Rotten beyond consumption with no future other than to be thrown away uneaten.
This resonated with me on the purely practical level because, let’s face it, we’ve all experienced that, but also on a deeper level. The words spoke to me of missed opportunities and squandered potential, of something constantly overlooked for the more showy or flashy articles until one day it was wasted and gone. How many people go through life overlooked and undervalued, never having their chance to realise their potential or having their moment to bloom?
Beautifully written, the personality of the writer shines through the words and the reader gains a real sense of the life the poet has created for themselves – a life in which words are nurtured and allowed to swell and grow into poignant poetry that comes directly from the poet’s heart into the readers.
A gorgeous book and one I would recommend buying in paperback because poetry is truly best enjoyed by slowly savouring each word, the feel of paper beneath your fingertips and the soft rustle of pages being turned in your ears.
The first poem I read from this collection was Cosmic Tour. It was delightful with spunk and energy. Right then, I committed to slow down and savor each of the poems as if it were a precious golden leaf falling from my favorite tree. Ross speaks of the memories of childhood family time both comforting and something with a veil of the paranormal. She writes of fantasy, miracles, loss, and exploring the cosmos. Some poems made my spine chill, and others brought hope to moving beyond our time on earth. I plan on reading these poems again throughout the year. I recommend this book to any poetry fans.
Let this poet’s words fall into your heart and soul.
I first learned of this book of poetry on Instagram when the author read selected pieces in videos posted there. With her lyrical voice and exquisite writing, I fell in love with “Falling Through Time: Poetry” by Sherry L. Ross.
I typically do not seek out poetry, but it’s as if the universe itself tapped me on the shoulder and directed me to pay attention to this work of art. When it was released, I purchased two paperback copies: one for myself and another to give to my mother as a Christmas present last year. She told me later that she really enjoyed the poems in the Cosmic Time section. This didn’t surprise me as the author explained in the book’s Introduction that Cosmic Time contained poetry exploring her own philosophical and spiritual beliefs. I can imagine that resonating with my mother.
The book is divided into three sections: Relative Time, Story Time, and Cosmic Time. Poems in the Relative Time section are more autobiographical and those listed under Story Time are fictional works or, according to the author, “intentionally embellished autobiography.”
“Fear of the Dark,” a short poem falling under the Relative Time section, is one of my favorites. In only a few lines, the author moves from a sunny scene with a soundtrack blending the clacks of a typewriter and her mother’s soft singing, to an unknown nighttime song that teaches the child to be afraid. I highlight this poem because I believe it reveals two great talents of the author: evoking emotion with only a small amount of carefully selected words while allowing space for the reader to participate in the poetry by imagining what was left unwritten.
“For Gregory, An Early Memory of My Son” allows the reader to imagine that mother’s day long ago. Perhaps she held tightly to his little hand, not knowing the future but marveling at his young interpretation of the world. The poem looks back on that moment, and the last two lines reveal Gregory is gone. With tears in my eyes, I reread the poem in wonder. How very different it must be to write these lines instead of being the one to only read them.
The author is willing to explore darker themes as well as the deeper ones. In the Story Time section, you’ll find “The Wolf Boy, A Terrible Nightmare of Infanticide” (darker) and will be fascinated with the startling imagery. In the Cosmic Time portion of the book, you will read poems like “In All Directions” – so deeply and meaningfully written that you just might set the book down and take a moment to think about your own path as you travel through life’s stages.
Truly, it’s impossible to choose a favorite poem in “Falling Through Time,” but if forced, “In All Directions” is the one that made me contemplate my own existence. The author put words to the feelings that rush through me when I consider my time on Earth. The poem made me realize that others can feel like I do. I’m not alone.
Ross informs the reader in her introduction that the book contains contemporary free verse poetry, poems that rhyme, narrative poetry, and even sonnets and haiku. I prefer free verse poems, but I can also appreciate and admire the skill it takes to produce the other types listed here.
This book of poetry is extremely moving. It’s a gift you should purchase for yourself, and like me, also order copies for the poetry lovers in your life. They will not be disappointed. I rarely suggest paperbacks over ebooks, but I recommend that you consider ordering a book you can hold in your hands and savor over time. It will be a book you pull from your shelf as the days pass, and you will page through and find the words that speak to you at just the right… Time.
An easy five stars to “Falling Through Time” and poetess Sherry L. Ross. Thank you for sharing your art with the world! Bravo!
My detailed review of Falling Through Time 1st Poem: Super powerful! Optimism was my 2nd Poem to read, because it’s mentioned in the ‘forward’. Another excellent. Though I view myself as pessimistic. Alien Angels was my third – Brilliant title; after this verse I couldn’t read further, because I feel I should write a book after reading that verse. I jumped to Pg 123, I wanted to see whether The Faerie Encounter was as good as Dr Vern G. Swanson said. It was, it is. English is a poor language! An older language will suffice to describe how this poem affected me. The Faerie Encounter echoes with such Truth. It makes me sad. The last stanza is profound. Dream Catcher – pure Spiritual Ode at Sunset, the last verse once again is Cosmic. ‘by painful choices, made alone’ Fear of The Dark is a favourite, it is raw. Junes Red Bike was ciclismo – like that. It reminds me of my only ever theft; from Athlone Library (Cape Town): a full colour page of Michael Jackson. Friendship at Fourteen touches my heart. The Freelance Writer was brilliant; I can relate. Sorrow & Bitter are the deep stuff of existentialism. It needs to be read slowly. All Grown Up is sad. It reflected the absurdity of youth, of men, also the absurdity of decay. La Toilette was la vie du marriage. A Gardener in Her Garden was ancient. The young struggle to write such verse. Their cares are penises and vaginas and heartache. It’s a shame that everyone thinks they are writing poetry these days. Pages 57 to 73 are laments and grandeur, almost a feeling of saying last goodbyes in their tone. A rich familiar affection – I’m afraid I’m with Emerson but, this is Sherry at her best. Oh! There’s more! That so much Nostalgia can be written with such pathos, its such poetic glaumerie. I don’t generally read Poetry sequentially. Though it feels this book demanded it. ‘Scotland’ for me is ‘past life memory’. This thing of ‘Place’ that draws us back. It’s a wonder to me that people are patriotic when their true Spirits having nothing at all to do with where they were born. A Returning & Bruegelesque was beautiful, experiential, and philosophical. I felt that Sherry was writing in ‘Seasons’. In Song of the Hunt, she chameleonizes herself, one would swear she was Dear-Kin once. The Haiku was grand, I like Haiku & how I adore her spelling of Ælven. It is hard to critique or review a work filled with great Spirituality. Perhaps this is not a review. That is too academic! Snow Queen Magic: Now we are getting into the thick of it. Last stanza ‘her liquid will to share’ excellent! I have read The Faerie Encounter twice and it is a favourite – superfine poetry. The last stanza is a song of sadness, yet how true. The Hour When the Veil is Thin, it is a biography of all those who bear the mark of Faerie. Pg 124/125 How right was your father, ‘that drat prayer’ I like this verse. In Cosmic Time - Indigo Black, lines 14 -17 Wow! ‘Then grow displaced and hungry’ is profound. Profundity. Doubt (Pg 145) - The Poetry in this book is better, more profound than ten ‘Self Help Books’ Doubt speaks volumes. Night Letter is filled with Metaphors, it is emphatic and Ode to Sunset, Such a lament. The house is empty, water trickles from the fountain. These poems are best read alone. Stay With Me is a grand love song, such hope, such futility. I will read it many times. The book ends on a high note. It was quick as Falling Through Time. Now I shall read it through the years at my leisure, and if this book were the last one that I read, it would have been worth it.
‘We are the creators of our own story and in a way write and rewrite our lives, making a small legend of who we are.’
Falling Through Time by Sherry Ross is divided into three sections – Relative Time, Story Time and Cosmic Time. It is a masterful collection of poems, which could only have been written by a poet at the height of their powers. The poems move deftly between the details of childhood, creative life, and motherhood, at once celebrating the concrete and striving against its limitations. There is a sense that the boundaries of time – almost life itself – are there to be pushed at, broken down, a deep yearning to break free and understand what is beyond.
Dreams recur, as a means of highlighting the duality of existence, the way that we reside in incorporeal thoughts, stories, memories, strangeness and mystery, but are also housed in a very real world of windows, bicycles, typewriters, gardens. Through her poetry, Ross is constantly pushing against the membrane of dreams, trying to discover a place of complete consciousness. She is not dissatisfied with life, people, herself, but there remains a sense of being both inspired and disturbed by the complexity of the world and decisions. In that, the collection is very existential. The poems in this deeply personal volume move from the sharp, detailed vignettes of remembered moments to a more abstract, transcendental finale, reminiscent of the Northumbrian poet, Kathleen Raine.
The Forward of this collection is one of the best I have read. It sets the scene perfectly, and reveals how Sherry Ross sees the universe as the great author, a place of all time, synonymous with consciousness. All I can say is read this book.
‘It’s just a tale of getting home / By painful choices made alone.’
Sherry Ross's "Falling Through Time" is an exquisitely crafted collection of poetry. She takes the reader on an enchanting and memorable poetic adventure. Sometimes the journey feels familiar, other times it is fantastic and introduces other realms to us. The real world and fiction are skillfully, twisted, shaped and merged into a compelling and riveting read. The poems delightfully engage the readers' senses from so many angles. They are like artistic puzzles that intrigue and inspire the imagination. Visually, they paint striking, vivid scenes that are hard to forget. Phonetically, Sherry's superb use of words, have a lyrical flow that is beautiful- the sounds of her chosen words create atmosphere and mood. This combination of visual and lyrical elements have a powerful layered effect that is thought provoking and filled with emotion, the mark of great poetry.
I absolutely love how this collection is organized in terms of the sections: Relative Time, Story Time and Cosmic Time. We weave in and out of time-- one moment we are in the present, other moments we are in the past or future. There are, memories, dreams and ideas of a vast world that immerse the reader in timeless artistry. Universal tales, that can relate to all, like "The Old Apartment" a poem that fuses memory and fantasy, where we visit a departed grandmother. Another poem, "In All Directions" makes us wonder about our present existence and about infinity, a dance between the familiar and unknown. You can read Sherry's poems many times and each time discover new surprises, a real joy to read.
I have had the honour of receiving an ARC of this poetry collection, and what a delight it was to read it. Imagine visiting scenes from someone's life in the written form, but with a vividness akin to film. Snapshots of life-defining moments intertwine with mementos of random happenings - but really, how random are they? It's a peak into someone's memories, a doorway into the past, a window to the present, a glimpse of what the future may still bring. Some of the poems touched me in ways my heart jumped and rushed its beat, others made me hold my breath until the last line was read. I cried with certain pieces, laughed with others, felt the cold, chill hand of the unknown caress my spine with some particular poems. In the end, I was left with the impression I'd just spent the afternoon with a dear friend I hadn't seen in years, and while we sat over a cup of tea, she reminisced on her life and shared the best and the worst of it with me. Ms. Ross's poetry plays with words in a manner that I find deeply touching, where some of her writing can be left to interpretation - she allows you to read into it as you see fit - while other pieces are what they are, you are given the truth, the whole truth and nothing but it. And that truth will touch you, both with joy and sadness. A book I recommend even if you're not a regular reader of poetry - there's just so much beauty in it.
The introduction alone was poetic, and I don't even think or was supposed to be. Time is a scary thing. It is a strange thing to be aware of it. Yet, these reminders are needed in order to appreciate our lives. While Working in the Garden invites the reader in and is bursting with imagery. Fear of the Dark brought me right back to my childhood, same as June's Red Bike, but for different and happier reasons. The Freelance Writer poses a question that I often ask while at my day job: "What kind of life is this?" And yes! I was so happy to see more of what Ross excels at... poetry about Fall! Treasure made me sad to think of all the beauty I've more than likely overlooked in my days. The most unique thing about Ross's writing is that not only was I flooded with imagery, but also smell. I smelled the crisp fall day, the fresh orange, the rotting pear. Grandma's Kitchen was another blast into the past for me, seeing as it was always the first place I went upon arrival, even before saying hello, I'm afraid. All in all this is a wonderful and beautiful collection of poetry.
An exquisite, and emotional collection of poems filled with beauty, truth, and a touch of mystery. We all are travelling in this realm together through what we call “time”. We all have experienced joys, sorrows, confusion, love, and so on. I love this author’s unique way of capturing many personal moments throughout her time. Her family poems are absolutely beautiful, and had me moved to tears a couple of times. All the other poems are relatable, tangible, moving, and had me rereading them a few times before turning the page. As a poet, I am deeply inspired by Ross’ work. Thank you, Sherry for sharing your light and your wisdom.
My sister writes poetry, and Falling Through Time was recommended to me as a book she might like. She was getting ready to celebrate a milestone birthday and after reading the book’s description, I ordered it. I just received a thank you card in the mail today. My sister wrote: “I love the poetry book!” I’m so glad. I would definitely recommend this book for the poetry lover in your life.
Another poignant and evocative collection of poetry from the wonderful Sherry Ross. Falling Through Time is a study of that most elusive gift; time, and through Sherry’s mind we are taken on a journey through past, present, and future.
This collection deserves time itself. It demands savouring, and cherishing. It’s definitely the kind of book you could open at any page and find yourself presented with a thought to carry for the day. Ross has an exquisite way with words, and I dare anyone to read this book and not come away with a sense of having their heart and soul nourished.