I bought my first Sharon McCartney collection on impulse in January – a review copy of Metanoia that someone had left in the hands of my favourite used bookstore. I loved it, and immediately began looking for her other work.
It turns out her other work is surprisingly hard to find. Even though she came to Ottawa as part of Versefest in March, and my favourite indie bookstore had a huge stall of poetry books to match the week of poetry, they only stocked Metanoia.
I’ve only taken a short flip through it so far, and it’s intriguing – especially to someone who devoured the Little House on the Prairie books as a kid. Every poem is written from the perspective of an item in Laura Ingalls Wilder’s life – from a broom to a cat – each mentioned, however briefly, in the books. I thought it would be from Laura’s point of view, but now I realise it’s not the love song OF, but rather a love song TO. Which I am all for.