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perfumed ambitions… opens the mind to endless possibilities… and a sweet promising journey.

As soon as I read the first nine lines of this poem, I heard a wonderful spiritual echo from Saint Matthew's Gospel, when Jesus declared that the lillies of the field possessed a glory greater even than Solomon's at the height of his reign.  Wow!  The poem begins with an allusiveness that launches it, already, in to a soaring arc, and we are only in the first nine lines.  This is another demonstration of this Poet's supreme artistry.

   In the last four lines, she has given us a definition, well, really, a double definition:  the purpose of her Poetry and, indeed, the purpose of all Poetry.  It is so profound in its grasp of what Poetry really is, and how it works, and what it does for the human spirit.  And it is allusive, also, to Pop Stevens' effort, through his career, to define Poetry as the supreme fiction; or, twenty-three hundred years ago (well, approximately), Callimachus' demonstration that lyric poetry could present the great profundities of myth just as well, and perhaps even better, than epic poetry.  (By the way, these last four lines seem, to me, to be the center of gravity not only of this poem, but of her total accomplishment in Poetry.)

   One of the asoects, of many, of this Poet's style is how she brings a casual conversational tone to bear upon the profoundest observations of how the spirit---or the cosmos---or whatever else she chooses to explicate---works around, or through, or in us.  And this allows her to strike that perfect balance between the sound of what she has to say and the subject of what she has to say.  I think of a Focault Pendulum---deceptively simple at first glance, yet able to give us a profound understanding of a cosmic process.  This is how this poem works; it is how Patriciajj's collection of Poetry works; and it is how the very essence of all real Poetry works.  I am truly thankful to God that I have been blessed to live long enough---and to have been a member of postpoems long enough---to see the grandeur of her Poetry accumulate.  And I shall end this with a metaphor I have used before, and which I never tire of applying to her Poetry:  the appearance of stars in the sky, on a cloudless evening.  As our world turns, the stars reveal a cosmic perspective that, when received for what it is, as it is, can disclose the profoundest truths.  And make for a mighty fine observing experience at the same time.  This is Patriciajj's Poetry, and it also applies to the Greatness of Poetry among the arts, which is also the geatness of her Poetry among us on postpoems.