Climate is a character in this week’s poem, “The Chill of Grace,” by Cathryn Shea. By way of a literary device known as personification, it attributes human qualities to nature, making the wind, for example, into something capable of feeling emotion.
Today’s poem is the last one in "Head Off & Split," a stunning collection that won the National Book Award in 2011, with poems that address the personal and the political as well as the intersection of the two.
These are precarious times for immigrants in our country, one reason I was drawn to today’s poem, a somewhat metaphysical musing on what it means to be an immigrant, an alien, or any kind of “other” in the world.
We understand then, as the poet wants us to, that the change in vision that age affords is more than mere consolation; it is age, rather than youth, that is more beautiful and a thing to be valued, not feared.