Spent the morning reading some of Anne-Marie’s poems. They seem very accomplished – sensitive without being cloyingly so and illuminated by flashes of insight. In ‘Mission Statement’, for example, a cat sits on the window ledge, staring back at the narrator with an expression of ‘insolence and regret’. This, I assume, is a metaphor for friendships lost and opportunities squandered. Later, in the same poem, she follows ‘a shadowed path, leaving parts of myself in its puddles.’ Is this, I wonder, the path that led to Steven?
Left a comment outlining something of my own interpretation and recommending Raymond Carver’s collection A New Path to the Waterfall. On reflection, of course, she might already be familiar with Carver’s work in which case she’ll think me gauche for recommending it.