The Memory of Light
May 7, 2013
I have just had the immense pleasure to read and reread Sarah Elwell’s latest poetry offering, The Memory of Light, and I am wordless because anyway I decribe it cannot capture its profound layering of souls. That feeling you get when you finish a novel and blink and breathe and realise the world had stopped for a moment, or rather you had stopped while the world went by you and will never see things again in the same light. That feeling is there in each and every poem.
I don’t know how she does it, but I’m so glad she has shared her extraordinary talent with the world, and I can easliy see her in my mind’s eye
” silent, word-locked, on the windswept hill just beyond this world. “ - exerpted from one of her poems