Irritate an oyster and you get a pearl. Irritate a poet-and there have been a lot of irritations-and you get a poem-sometimes, a pearl. And I'm here to say I really like Nancy Dillingham's new string of pearls-pearls scattered on a mirror, beauty and pain reflected, magnified; alternately light and dark, intensified.
Reading Dillingham's poems, I felt like I was in a house of mirrors, one poem reflecting another-a Proustian moment.
-Parks...
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