Danita Dodson writes with emotive transparency about loss, the passing of generations, and the love of a father whose memory becomes a source of light after his death. Between Gone and Everlasting pans the perimeters of mourning with a phenomenal scope: heartrending reflections on grief, tender odes of remembrance, stunning elegies about Appalachia's fading past, and stirring psalms of spiritual awakening amid loss. Gracefully illustrating how the griever inhabits the umbral space between lamenting the gone and celebrating the everlasting, Dodson examines a central paradox: the irrevocable absence of the departed illuminates that which remains. In these poems, the past echoes inside the present with song-like rhythms, intricately threaded together with a warmth reminiscent of the quilts she describes. As the speaker commemorates her father's presence in rural East Tennessee, she gathers images rooted in her sense of place and reverence of nature, revealing that the hills hold space for honoring loss, for remembering, and for seeing "light in the mourning." In energic words that summon healing and tap into the universal human experience, Dodson makes the personal space a communal one, where grief becomes a sacred, creative act connecting the bereaved to the departed within poetry's "thin place."
Danita Dodson writes with emotive transparency about loss, the passing of generations, and the love of a father whose memory becomes a source of light after his death. Between Gone and Everlasting pans the perimeters of mourning with a phenomenal scope: heartrending reflections on grief, tender odes of remembrance, stunning elegies about Appalachia's fading past, and stirring psalms of spiritual awakening amid loss. Gracefully illustrating how the griever inhabits the umbral space between lamenting the gone and celebrating the everlasting, Dodson examines a central paradox: the irrevocable absence of the departed illuminates that which remains. In these poems, the past echoes inside the present with song-like rhythms, intricately threaded together with a warmth reminiscent of the quilts she describes. As the speaker commemorates her father's presence in rural East Tennessee, she gathers images rooted in her sense of place and reverence of nature, revealing that the hills hold space for honoring loss, for remembering, and for seeing "light in the mourning." In energic words that summon healing and tap into the universal human experience, Dodson makes the personal space a communal one, where grief becomes a sacred, creative act connecting the bereaved to the departed within poetry's "thin place."
