The Bad Secret takes readers on a dark yet sometimes comic
sojourn through the undercurrents of a life suddenly unmoored by
grief, and then to the subsequent rise of the spirit to recovery.
Tough-minded and intellectual, Judith Harris's poems are also
distinguished by brilliant images close to metaphysical. They
reflect on childhood, nature, mental and physical illness, the loss
of a mother, and the levity of being simply human. In a voice
entirely her own, Harris confronts life's secrets with their hidden
meanings inspired by guilt and redemption, offering a music of
tenderness and hope.
I watch it gutter down, over the pine's edge, over the pink and
orange sunset, diving into the abyss, with its wings perpendicular
to the ravine.By now, I have broken offfrom the rest, pretending
I'm an orphan -- my eyes fixed on the unseeable destruction
of my ghost in that suicidal machine. "Hush," I say, as if
hatred was a sound, as if I could make the negative positive, but
nature itself has given up on the picture of my happy family, and
pretends not to look at the box with the rolled-up Kodak
filmtumbling over the ledgegathering more weight and velocity.
-- "My Father Throws His Camera Down the Grand Canyon,
1968"
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