Tinder For My Housefire by Cassie Fritsche


 All of our senses are tantalized in these poems. Reading it you can look backward and forward at time. How has it touched us throughout our lives? Cassie Fritsche readies us for the autumn months. It is when we shiver and must accept the fact that death is always with us. The red and yellow leaves tell stories about dying. These poems are a way to see our worlds twice. She brings us back to the magic of the sunflower. We are children again. Some poems speak as loudly as a memoir. She has written our stories without touching us. It is heartbreaking to think we gave our hearts to someone who did not have a dream One who only wanted to lock us into a narrow world. You begin to feel you are smothering. The air is cut off. To stop it you have to run away.  Some of the questions we have asked ourselves are answered here. Some times we fear poetry. This time relax. All of our old friends are within the pages of this book. There is:Cinderella, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White. The poems give so much. We are not left empty. We become as full as nature. Hear the waterfall?

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