In her second chapbook, Emily Scudder shows herself to be a very wise poet. Whether tenderly investigating the souls of sea creatures or the depth of familial love, her quiet wryness is as steadying as it is gracefully surprising.
--Frannie Lindsay, author of Lamb and Where She Always Was.
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In Emily Scudder's poems. "nature rivets," and so does solitude: a room of her own would be the sea, perhaps in the sea for closer observation of the marine life filling this chapbook. Here's a fresh humorous voice often plagued by human domesticities far away from the room, but delighted by the demands made. Throughout Natural Instincts, her wry observing eye is always scanning the horizon for pleasure too. This is a skilled poetic voice honestly assessing and caressing material at the same time. |