Continuing my year of trying to read as few straight white men as possible, I picked up this book by Judith Beveridge.
I had the immense pleasure of being in a class taught by Judy at about this time last year. I'd taken poetry as part of my Masters, just because I could, and because the way to improve your writing is to push yourself outside of your comfort zone, which poetry definitely was. I honestly couldn't have asked for a better teacher than Judy. While poetry isn't the main thing that I write, I found that I had quite the taste for it in her classes, and haven't really given it up.
Wolf Notes is interesting to me because it's the first thing of hers that I've read. When you read something written by someone who has tried to teach you how to write, it's as though they have a lot to live up to. And Judy does. I can see the lessons she imparted about style and rhythm and sound in her poems. While they are not as Australian as I expected them to be, they are nevertheless beautiful and rich poems, spiritual and yet, brimming with story.
Wolf Notes won 2 premier's literary awards in 2004, and it is not difficult to see why. I have no doubt that I will pick up some more of Judy's books at some point in the near future.