Reviews
of Purr
The texture and shape
of the world, described so vividly as to bring eyesight to the blind. And the
Eliotesque mutterings, the stage whispers, the blips of the overheard and the
internal musings of the mind. Here is a poetry built of sensory data so sharply
honed as to make even the mundane microfibre or the quotidian stone path a journey,
a finding, a deep understanding of the world. And who couldn't love a book where
Doris Day and Nancy Sinatra are as essential and as mysterious as saints?
D.A. Powell
If you lower the volume
on the usual poetry noises and tune your intelligence to the exquisite frequencies
of Mary Ann Samyns third book, Purr, you will hear the contemporary.
Then language finished, and set me down. / I had been performed. I had
been emptied, she writes and, as is so often the case in this dazzling
collection, the poetry hovers between irony and true despair. Nuance and variety
infuses these pages. This is poetry that is hip, elegant, sorrowful, witty,
and new. Dont read it at your peril.
Lynn Emanuel
"Her sense of humor
is evident throughout and instead of making fun of or mocking an intent, it
serves to accentuate the difficulty of trying to express/communicate/illuminate
anything through language."
Anna Eyre, Traffic
Reviews of Inside the Yellow Dress
"Mary Ann Samyn's originality
and intelligent energy, so evident in Captivity Narrative, continue here
to spark their mysterious questions and longings. I admire hugely this poetry's
humors and sorrows, the wild thoughtfulness, the risks."
Jean Valentine
"One of Mary Ann Samyn's
poems asserts in its title "A little splendor is nice," and yet the
splendors of this book are large, and nice as they are, they are also terrifying.
This is a book about expectations, about not having any, and about how the language
gives us more than we deserve anyway: 'Her mouth is, moving toward / everything.'
Everything is just about right to describe the scope of this voice, this amazing
book by one of our truly significant poets."
Bin Ramke
Samyns poems are not quite all therethey remind me of Hugh Kenners statement about Pounds take on Sappho, writing poems that feel as if half the parchment has been ripped offSamyns poems are elliptical in a strangely intimate sense, as if they are inaccessibly hermetic yet vibrate electrically because of her knack in slipping the reader into her poem Samyns book is a significant feminist statement at the same time that it is an intensely personal document.
Vince Gotera, North American Review
In Praise
of Captivity Narrative:
"Cryptic yet lucid,
anguished yet calm, Mary Ann Samyn's amazing poems hover as near the unsayable
lyric center as language can comethat place where self and imagination
spin on a single axis and send off their startling flurry of sparks."
Gregory Orr
"Beauty bites in, mystery
sings, in Captivity Narrative. The poems are about the facets of being
and evoke a world both dreamlike and natural. Mary Ann Samyn knows how to give
voice to the dislocations of spirit, imagining a wilderness and 'the thrill
of ransom.' I marvel at the range of original sensibility. What a brilliant
book."
Carol Frost