Poems of close observance displaying an effortless command of both form and free verse.
“From away” is how the hard-bitten people of Maine traditionally refer to those who settle there from other states, a chilly phrase and a designation not easily overcome. For the author, it’s always been a resonant phrase. Aren't we all “here from away,” born onto an inclement planet, welcome or unwelcome, confronted with the lifelong work of surviving and fitting in? It’s the human condition. The title poem of this collection explores this idea directly; the other poems explore it more obliquely, with poems of dislocation and close observance.
Reviews for Here from Away
“For Benedict, poetry is less a career or a profession than a devotional exercise, a means of enhancing life—its thrills, absurdities and inevitable heartbreak—by memorializing it in the way that only poetry’s calibration of language can. . . Here From Away demonstrates nicely that the poetry in your life can be as near as the person sitting across the table from you. —Frank Wilson, The Philadelphia Inquirer (Editor’s Choice, 19 February 2006)
“I admire Kate Benedict’s poems for their freshness, intelligence, and grace… her nimbleness in meter informs the music of her free verse.” —A. E. Stallings
“ A multi-varied talent shows through in both formal and free verse, but it is her rich approach to both language and life that makes these poems so engaging.” —Sandy McKinney, The Alsop Review