I read the collection out loud, in one sitting. It is a sustained lament for her father and her home (Normal, Illinoiss) in the broadest sense – a lament for our devastated planet. Just as The Weather in Normal begin with music in ‘Night Ode’, so it ends with ‘And Now for a Kind of Song,’ a eulogistic poem relishing the poet’s relationship to Illinois.Ĭarrie Etter’s fourth collection, The Weather in Normal is slow, elegiac, tender.

– as well as human responsibility for them. The book’s final arc concerns the effects of climate change in Illinois, in part through the long poem, ‘Scar’, chronicling these effects-the greater occurrence of extreme weather, the loss of species, etc. What is it to return, in imagination, to the house in which her father died? Can one ultimately relinquish one’s childhood home to its new owners? The second arc explores the effect of the loss of the family home in the long poem ‘Afterlife.’ The house is a place of memory and of dream, an upbringing in a house crowded with sisters and then with her sisters’ children: “once three sat atop/ the upright piano/ playing the keys/ with their feet”. She muses on the various meanings of ‘Prairie’ and understands a landscape can haunt the imagination the way the past haunts the present.

Etter offers us a vivid impression of the American prairie with its cornfields extending to the horizon. Yet the relationship to place also includes its appreciation. The first of the book’s three arcs explores the family’s relationship to the weather and place, from the father’s obsession with the weather, to the brutal effects of the winters on the family, resulting in broken bones, the recognition of poverty, and the father’s paralysis. This introduces us to the main themes of memory and recollection, of mature reflections on youthful experiences, of multiple, shifting perspectives. The book opens with ‘Night Ode’, a poem set on a single street at night, the protagonist walking and feeling the oppressive summer heat, the humming of cicadas and the various ages she has walked the same road: “sixteen, nineteen, twenty-four, thirty-seven…”. The Weather in Normal is not a set of straightforward memories but a slowly shifting entity, like a moving storm. ‘It’s well-nigh impossible to convey with quotation how Etter’s use of language, form, restraint and space combine to such impressive effect.’ – Stride magazineĬarrie Etter’s fourth poetry collection focuses on her hometown of Normal, Illinois, in the American Midwest.

Along with lemonade, this could be a marvelous occasion to appreciate your own quietness.Poetry Book Society Recommendation, Winter 2018 Below are poems you can consider reading the next time you have a picnic. It is lovely to sit under the shade of a tree, whether in a forest or a garden and read. However, I also enjoy sunny days because they are perfect for reading outside. I am a pluviophile, that is, a lover of rain.

Poems about the beautiful weather