Pilgrim, You Find the Path by Walking

“Jeanne Murray Walker’s wondrous new collection attests to the enduring value and relevance of poetic form. This is poetry we need today, this is poetry for always. Here are poems where ear and heart are wed, poems that leap, because form—in this case the sonnet—is both nature’s mountain and a human fence: to be climbed—in hardiness and awe—and to lean pensively against. Yet, these quoted lines with the image they evoke sum up my thoughts this hour: the poet falling into the sonnet’s arms, the sonnet falling into her own, and both begetting new, journeying words: discovery, discernment, delight. Take heed; read deeply, be blessed.” —Sofia Starnes, past poet laureate of Virginia and author of The Consequence of Moonlight

“These compelling poems teach us to see, as if sight were new to us, and to hear the Creator’s answers to our complaints in the particular beauties of this world. Murray Walker proves that the sonnet form can provoke new levels of meaning, enrich language usually unheard, and uncover images invisible to the casual viewer. We find a universe of colors we have never imagined and questions we have hardly dared to ask. With this book she reinvigorates the sacramental.” —Jill Baumgaertner, poetry editor for The Christian Century

“There is a rock-solid belief in the mystery of beauty in these poems, and in the perpetual creation of a God always creating; and there is an equally foundational belief in form and how the sonnet form itself can give rise to a seemingly infinite variety of permutations.  These poems are themselves pilgrims that find their path by trusting in their exuberant runs of diction—pizzazz of memory; the wigged-out chug of a bass viol; the dimmer switch of sun dialed down—in the freshness of their images (“a white poodle strolling like a plume of breath in winter”) and in their endlessly inventive structures, use of dropped lines, and fresh rhymes. And, of course, behind all these poems is Jeanne Murray Walker the pilgrim—our witty, wise, honest, faithful fellow traveler on the path that can be found only in its walking.” —Robert Cording, poet and author of Only So Far: Poems

“Form befuddles some poets; to others it grants poise and piquancy and perspective. Jeanne Murray Walker is a spirit of the latter kind, and in these sonnets she has cobbled a diamond light into her work. Let her help you find your path by walking her most welcome lines, wrought with love to make a way for us to follow.” —Paul J. Willis, author of Deer at Twilight: Poems from the North Cascades