The Mechanism of Memory

Pat Edwards’ poetry carries the rhythm of a high-mileage life with observations that trip and trigger the poetry of your own memory. As Nabokov said, “The more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes.” Edwards writes you that “you never suspect the / woman in the sweatpants, an old 10K t-shirt / and the orange kitty socks / has the force to pull you back through time / with just two words: Red Rover.”

Edwards’ poems are colloquial, but with a unique point-of-view. The most common comment from her readers is, “I don’t know much about poetry, but I like this, and it made me think.”