Notes from the Column of Memory
From the first poem “Red-Eared Slider” through to the final “All the Hours the Night Has Left,” Drexler weaves a tapestry of love, loss, grief, and acceptance—an elaborate kaddish in which she celebrates and sanctifies the names of the things, events, and persons she remembers. Notes from the Column of Memory is a much needed collection that will underscore for every reader the need to document, accept, and sing the hardships, the sorrows, and joys we are all born to—bound to. This is one of the most moving offerings of poetry I have read in a long time. And, for me, the experience of reading it is captured in one of the volumes many memorable lines: it is . . . a hustle of tart and sweet so sharp it hurt.