Phases
Poems That Sing Through Time
Dive into a world where the eternal brushes against the everyday, where faith dances with memory, and where words shimmer with precise, expansive light. Phases isn’t just poetry—it’s a living rhythm. Critics hail it as “surprising,” “thoughtful,” “a linguistic brilliance.” Readers say it rekindles belief, stirs laughter, and unveils longing.
From the mind of Mischa Willett, this collection weaves the sacred and the ordinary into a vibrant tapestry—think Hopkins’ intensity meets modern playfulness. It’s deep. It’s alive. It’s yours to claim.
“Willett articulates our deepest shames and highest longings, transfigured.” — Michael Minkoff, Jr.
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Michael Minkoff, Jr.
“Willett articulates our deepest shames and highest longings, and he returns them to us transfigured.”
Scott Cairns
“Employs surprising linguistic brilliance to compose oratoria that brighten the heart of his reader..”
Excerpt
Pastoral
Let us not overlook, he says looking out over
us from the lectern like a shepherd
with a crook of words bent on folding
us back into our pen, or penning
us back to our fold, the stupidity
and defenselessness of sheep.
We bleat: in this analogy, who
are we? He proceeds. Goats, you
see, can handle themselves. Horns
and hoofs, cranial helmets they ram
full tilt into posts, or other goats. But sheep
mind you, sheep have no homing device,
which is why stories begin with a lost one;
they’re even known to head toward danger
—oh look, a wolf! Let’s check it out!— in dumb
allegiance to the interesting, which I find
interesting, and think: how to amend
our sheepish ways? But he, to drive
home both the point and oh ye,
sighs it’s beyond you; beyond me.