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What Flies Away

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What Flies Away tells the story in poetry of the author’s mother’s descent into Alzheimer’s her. My heart broke broke then was transfixed by joy as I read this magnificent book of poetry by Ann Campanella twice recipient of the Poet Laureate Award the highest honor of the North Carolina Poetry SocietyHer collection cycles through life and death and birth and rebirth chronicling her mother’s Alzheimer’s father’s death loss of beloved horse Crimson and — after multiple miscarriages — miraculous birth of daughter Sydney The author deservedly received the Laureate Award for these two included poems The ChaseWe’d try to catch her beforeshe got to the door dressed in layersof sweaters or nothing at allbut socks and a bra She’d call out like a kidI’m going sailing with Dad Back then I didn’t know to smile andwaveslip out the back meet her at the door Why Ann she would have saidthe lake evaporating from her mindCome in It’s so nice to see you My father tried to reason with herDear it’s cold outThe lake is miles awayYour father won’t be thereHe was buried years agoShe’d raise her hand to her mouthNo one told me he diedas tears sprang to her eyesI’d lead her back to her roomwhere clothes lay scatteredlike lost feathersFor a while she read my faceas if it were a map to her world At dinner my father and Iexchanged lookswhen she poured pepperinto her waterstirred it with a forkSomething funny’s going onaround here she saidHer meat and peas grew coldWhen we moved her to the homeI propped a smile on my lipslearned to speak a new languageOn a weekend outing she announcedI’m never going back to that prisonI said How ‘bout we do something funShe clapped her hands Let’s go for arideI drove her down dark roads back to thehomeIn the car she sueezed my handYou’re the only one I trustThese days words escape herUnable to walk she sits for hoursher legs still as some forgotten thoughtHead bobbing the weightof her chin pulls her sidewaysuntil her trunk restsagainst the edge of her chairWhat I’d give for another chanceto chase her down the driveWhen I caught her I’d slip my handin hers smile for real and sayLet’s go sailing on this fine day—How To GrieveFind a pasture where an old horse grazesOpen the gate and walk to a far corner ofthe fieldlie down in the weeds Let your skin gohot then coldThe horse will eye you warily he mighteven runthe other way Don’t look at himJust lie there like a corpsewaiting for the dirt to be thrownWhen you begin to itch and your hairfeels alive sit up and cross your legs Keep your headdownStudy the crosshatch of grass beside youranklethe tiny black bugs that float and landon your hands When you glance upthe horse will be standing like a statueneck raised ears prickedHe will step toward you and stopDon’t move or call to him Simply sensethe curve of his haunches the sturdyplantof his hooves Take the carrot from yourpocketcaress its damp shape Snap it in twoif you want The horse a hesitant eagerbundle of muscle will step forward and stopStep forward and stopYou will see that this is your lifeIf you wait there long enoughhis long nose and thick barrel will approachHe will wipe your hand clean with histongueHe will drink long from the bucket ofwaterbeside you then tickle your facewith the wiry hair of his muzzle leavingpatches of drool on your shirtsticky and wet as tearsWhen you make a sudden movehe will shy sideways the crest of his manerising He will turn and run flinginggraveland dirt behind him Don’t watchYou will feel nothing but the rumble of earthand the wind of his leaving Tomorrowthe horse will be small on the horizonthe pasture where you sit empty andwide—I thank Ann for the review copy and for the great honor of critiuing WHAT FLIES AWAY published February 13 2018 and available on

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Ate Award twice for two poems The Chase and How to Grieve both of which are included in the collectio. Having read Ann's book MOTHERHOOD LOST AND FOUND I was pleased to see the release of Ann's poems that lead up to the writing of her memoir Wow I can't write poetry and I rarely read it but I am so pleased that I took the time to read this compilation of memories insights and milestones found along the Alzheimer's journey I highlighted so many passages that I wanted to revisit time and again Here's just one passage that wafted through my heartThe tide keeps risingWaves churn in mty mother's mind my father fights to sae his crewand I stand on the far shore waiting for the next day's newsThere is beauty in the words Ann writes but there is also humor You will be pleased you decided to pick up this collection; I sure was Cursed by Darkness (Befallen Tides, read Ann's book MOTHERHOOD LOST AND FOUND I was pleased to see the Ship of Magic (Liveship Traders, release of Ann's poems that lead up to the writing of her memoir Wow I can't write poetry and I Kick-boxing pour la ligne rarely Firm Abs Flat Stomach read it but I am so pleased that I took the time to Vacaciones Fatales 2/ Fatal Vacations 2 read this compilation of memories insights and milestones found along the Alzheimer's journey I highlighted so many passages that I wanted to Living the Eternal Way revisit time and again Here's just one passage that wafted through my heartThe tide keeps Tamara de Lempicka risingWaves churn in mty mother's mind my father fights to sae his crewand I stand on the far shore waiting for the next day's newsThere is beauty in the words Ann writes but there is also humor You will be pleased you decided to pick up this collection; I sure was

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Father’s sudden death and the miracle of her daughter’s birth Campanella received the Poet Laure. Just a little bit about Ann Campanella formerly a magazine and newspaper editor she lives with her husband daughter and animals on a small horse farm in Huntersville North Carolina Ann has received Awards for her poetry Poet Laureate Award being one of themThis poetry book goes hand and hand with Motherhood Lost and Found an award winning memoir that tells about Ann's tribulations during the time when Ann's mother developed Alzheimer's having multiple miscarriages and the loss of her fatherI enjoyed this poetry book that was gifted to me by the Author and it's been a prevledge to read and remind myself of what she had gone throughThe poetry book would be a book for women to women as I feel there are issues that only the female can understand although the book is not in a rhythmic style the style Ann has created is uniue to herselfI recommend this poetry book to anyone interested in poetry from a women's point of view likes non rhythmic poetry likes down to earth poetry and those that have gone through loss and grief Messy Jessy received the Poet Laure. Just a little bit about Ann Campanella formerly a magazine and newspaper editor she lives with her husband daughter and animals on a small horse farm in Huntersville North Carolina Ann has The International Dictionary of Event Management received Awards for her poetry Poet Laureate Award being one of themThis poetry book goes hand and hand with Motherhood Lost and Found an award winning memoir that tells about Ann's tribulations during the time when Ann's mother developed Alzheimer's having multiple miscarriages and the loss of her fatherI enjoyed this poetry book that was gifted to me by the Author and it's been a prevledge to Domicile 1 read and Individual Motivation Within Groups remind myself of what she had gone throughThe poetry book would be a book for women to women as I feel there are issues that only the female can understand although the book is not in a Why I Am A Jew rhythmic style the style Ann has created is uniue to herselfI Cursed by Darkness (Befallen Tides, recommend this poetry book to anyone interested in poetry from a women's point of view likes non Ship of Magic (Liveship Traders, rhythmic poetry likes down to earth poetry and those that have gone through loss and grief


5 thoughts on “What Flies Away

  1. says:

    My heart broke broke then was transfixed by joy as I read this magnificent book of poetry by Ann Campanella twice recipient of the Poet Laureate Award the highest honor of the North Carolina Poetry SocietyHer collection cycles through life and death and birth and rebirth chronicling her mother’s Alzheimer’s father’s death loss of beloved horse Crimson and — after multiple miscarriages — miraculous birth of daughter Sydney The author deservedly received the Laureate Award for these two included poems The ChaseWe’d try to catch her beforeshe got to the door dressed in layersof sweaters or nothing at allbut socks and a bra She’d call out like a kidI’m going sailing with Dad Back then I didn’t know to smile andwaveslip out the back meet her at the door Why Ann she would have saidthe lake evaporating from her mindCome in It’s so nice to see you My father tried to reason with herDear it’s cold outThe lake is miles awayYour father won’t be thereHe was buried years agoShe’d raise her hand to her mouthNo one told me he diedas tears sprang to her eyesI’d lead her back to her roomwhere clothes lay scatteredlike lost feathersFor a while she read my faceas if it were a map to her world At dinner my father and Iexchanged lookswhen she poured pepperinto her waterstirred it with a forkSomething funny’s going onaround here she saidHer meat and peas grew coldWhen we moved her to the homeI propped a smile on my lipslearned to speak a new languageOn a weekend outing she announcedI’m never going back to that prisonI said How ‘bout we do something funShe clapped her hands Let’s go for arideI drove her down dark roads back to thehomeIn the car she sueezed my handYou’re the only one I trustThese days words escape herUnable to walk she sits for hoursher legs still as some forgotten thoughtHead bobbing the weightof her chin pulls her sidewaysuntil her trunk restsagainst the edge of her chairWhat I’d give for another chanceto chase her down the driveWhen I caught her I’d slip my handin hers smile for real and sayLet’s go sailing on this fine day—How To GrieveFind a pasture where an old horse grazesOpen the gate and walk to a far corner ofthe fieldlie down in the weeds Let your skin gohot then coldThe horse will eye you warily he mighteven runthe other way Don’t look at himJust lie there like a corpsewaiting for the dirt to be thrownWhen you begin to itch and your hairfeels alive sit up and cross your legs Keep your headdownStudy the crosshatch of grass beside youranklethe tiny black bugs that float and landon your hands When you glance upthe horse will be standing like a statueneck raised ears prickedHe will step toward you and stopDon’t move or call to him Simply sensethe curve of his haunches the sturdyplantof his hooves Take the carrot from yourpocketcaress its damp shape Snap it in twoif you want The horse a hesitant eagerbundle of muscle will step forward and stopStep forward and stopYou will see that this is your lifeIf you wait there long enoughhis long nose and thick barrel will approachHe will wipe your hand clean with histongueHe will drink long from the bucket ofwaterbeside you then tickle your facewith the wiry hair of his muzzle leavingpatches of drool on your shirtsticky and wet as tearsWhen you make a sudden movehe will shy sideways the crest of his manerising He will turn and run flinginggraveland dirt behind him Don’t watchYou will feel nothing but the rumble of earthand the wind of his leaving Tomorrowthe horse will be small on the horizonthe pasture where you sit empty andwide—I thank Ann for the review copy and for the great honor of critiuing WHAT FLIES AWAY published February 13 2018 and available on


  2. says:

    Just a little bit about Ann Campanella formerly a magazine and newspaper editor she lives with her husband daughter and animals on a small horse farm in Huntersville North Carolina Ann has received Awards for her poetry Poet Laureate Award being one of themThis poetry book goes hand and hand with Motherhood Lost and Found an award winning memoir that tells about Ann's tribulations during the time when Ann's mother developed Alzheimer's having multiple miscarriages and the loss of her fatherI enjoyed this poetry book that was gifted to me by the Author and it's been a prevledge to read and remind myself of what she had gone throughThe poetry book would be a book for women to women as I feel there are issues that only the female can understand although the book is not in a rhythmic style the style Ann has created is uniue to herselfI recommend this poetry book to anyone interested in poetry from a women's point of view likes non rhythmic poetry likes down to earth poetry and those that have gone through loss and grief


  3. says:

    Having read Ann's book MOTHERHOOD LOST AND FOUND I was pleased to see the release of Ann's poems that lead up to the writing of her memoir Wow I can't write poetry and I rarely read it but I am so pleased that I took the time to read this compilation of memories insights and milestones found along the Alzheimer's journey I highlighted so many passages that I wanted to revisit time and again Here's just one passage that wafted through my heartThe tide keeps risingWaves churn in mty mother's mind my father fights to sae his crewand I stand on the far shore waiting for the next day's newsThere is beauty in the words Ann writes but there is also humor You will be pleased you decided to pick up this collection; I sure was


  4. says:

    My own mother passed away from Alzheimers and I wrote poetry before she died because it was a way to express the pain Ann Campanella perfectly captures this pain and in her exuisite poems lush with sweetness and tears What Flies Away encompasses so much of our human existence grief over a father's passing heartache over a mother caught in a disease the joy and wonder of precious babies the beauty of nature and love of horses Ann is a master wordsmith who has created a treasure for the heart Especially recommended for those in the sandwich generation those who have made it past and those who just love beautiful writing


  5. says:

    What Flies Away Ann Campanella’s newest release is than a collection of words formed into pretty poems Each one is a statement about the cycle of life and in the end the power of hope Her words took me through the grief of losing loved ones caretaking a parent and watching them disappear to the horrible clutches of Alzheimer’s looking at one’s own mortality and in the end life renewing itself with the birth of a much wanted beautiful baby girl These poems are about our daily lives in all its minute moments that yes bring pain sorrow mourning but also much wonder love and joy Each poem is a song that struck a note in my heart my soul These are words I will come back to read over and over This book is a keeper


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