In Ghost Child of the Atalanta Bloom Rebecca Aronson combines myth and memory history and landscape dream and the everyday in arresting painterly poems that sweep the reader beyond the ordinary. With a practiced hand Aronson crafts shapely poems in which no word is wasted. In fact nothing is wasted and Aronson's poems redeem all manner of powerful images and experiences from time's grasp forming a new mythology out of the raw material of her life and imagination.
Rebecca Aronson's first book Creature Creature won the Main-Traveled Press poetry contest and was published in 2007. She also received the 2010 Strousse Award from Prairie Schooner. Aronson's poems have appeared in Tin House the Georgia Review Cream City Review Mas Tequila Review the Paris-American and Quarterly West among other places. She lives in New Mexico where she teaches writing facilitates a community writing group and coordinates a visiting writers series for Central New Mexico Community College.
"Rife with hunger and volatility these poems rooted in the dry heat of the American Southwest circle an unnamed longing and seek release. [. . .] Through the heat of fire or the joy and fear of new motherhood [Aronson] follows that trail of want searching endlessly for 'a reason and a reason and a reason for joy.'" -Booklist
"Her lines storm out of the gate and maintain a thrilling cogent sense of direction as if Rebecca Aronson has only recently been given permission to communicate and she is eager to share." - Foreword Reviews
"Explosive turbulent haunting magnetic Rebecca Aronson's Ghost Child of the Atalanta Bloom begins with a girl who sets a field on fire an apt metaphor for poems that are themselves fiery. Mortality and death undergird Aronson's fantastical visions where a child becomes a seagull a woman turns tarantula and a house threatens to fill with blood. Fierce vulnerability and brutality excite the perceptions of the ill and the grief-stricken the child and the new mother who claims: &lsquoWith teeth I guard the home and with breathing.' Details are vaulted to life wild with electricity-from a canoe to a pearl to a bobbin &lsquoeven the grass / could be an engine of desire.' An acute and visceral brightness-an aliveness-reaches under the eyelids floating the reader across startling landscapes and dreamscapes from Pompeii to Jersey City. I could stare all day at the riot of gasping colors enthralled by Aronson's poems and her &lsquoRavenous god of little things.'"- Hadara Bar-Nadav judge of the 2016 Orison Poetry Prize
"The poems in Rebecca Aronson's collection achieve a longed-for but near-impossible mark-they change the very shape and length of the momentary to make time last longer. How does the present each held breath bloom and stretch and become an ever-ness a sustained cherishing? This poet infuses more life into a line than almost any of her peers. This book belongs in a canon with the works of Brigit Pegeen Kelly Naomi Shihab Nye James Richardson and Rita Dove-we have always needed new paths into that deep attentive porous and mindful way of being that only poetry can offer. Aronson's is a new route into our oldest and most familiar paradoxes and mysteries those of love beauty connection (im)materiality and consciousness. Nobody but Rebecca Aronson turns a reality inside out just by the way she looks at it the way she listens to reveal ever deeper colors and music than we could have suspected were all around us and in us." - Brenda Shaughnessy