Jack Ridl returns with a collection of poems that mix deft artistic skill with intimate meditations on everyday life, whether that be curiosity, loss, discovery, joy, or the passing of the seasons. An early reader of Saint Peter and the Goldfinch said it best:
Ridl’s books are all treasures, as is he, and his poetry has always been trout-quick, alternately funny and wondrous, instantly intimate, and free of pretense. All these characteristics can be found in this book, and there is something else, something extraordinary: at an age where most poets are content to roll out an imagined posterity, he’s decided to push and refine the art, to see out the day and live it fully, because art and life settle for no less.
The first section of Saint Peter and the Goldfinch reflects on the author’s personal history, with poems like
Feeding the Pup in the Early Morning
and
Some of What Was Left After Therapy.
The second section continues with meditations on varied events and persons and includes poems such as
The Last Days of Sam Snead
and
Coffee Talks with Con Hilberry.
The third attends primarily to the mystery of love and what one loves and contains the poems
The Inevitable Sorrow of Potatoes
and
Suite for the Long Married.
The fourth and final section meditates primarily on the imagined in poems like
Over in That Corner, the Puppets
and
Meditation on a Photograph of a Man Jumping a Puddle in the Rain.
Saint Peter and the Goldfinch is the work of a talented and seasoned poet, one whose work comes out of the
plainspoken
tradition-the kind of poetry that, as Thomas Lynch puts it,
has to deliver the goods, has to say something about life, something clear and discernible, or it has little to offer.
Readers of poetry who enjoy wrestling with life’s big questions will appreciate the space that Ridl allows for these ruminations.
