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Reviews for JESUS WAS A FEMINIST and Other Poems
by Nathan Amadon, Port Veritas
Smart, funny, touching and tough. Robin has been cutting poetic sculptures from the salt of the earth and sea as long as I have known her. Never have I read or heard someone whose words drip so with joy and humor, while never sacrificing the dignity of the work or the seriousness of its subject. Maine has a long tradition of poets and poetry born from rough winters and dirt roads and it is glad to have Robin as part of that tradition.
by Dominique Christina, 2013 NUPIC Champion
Robin Merrill is one of those poets who leaves your belly full. She is at once hilarious, witty, snarky and wonderful. She uses levity deftly. Her writing is honest and clear. What can I say? She's delightful.
Sample from JESUS WAS A FEMINIST and Other Poems
The Herring Gull
She calls to me.
A honking summons.
People don't understand
why she calls
or why I answer
why I go to such lengths
such distances
such costs
how lost I become if I go too long without her
how it is through her eyes that I see the world
and more significantly,
allow the world a glimpse of me:
I can only tell the truth with my toes in the ocean.
I first heard her when I was a teenager.
And I answered even then.
My life a frantic dash up a one-way street.
And this pattern began.
She got into my blood. I became citizen in absentia.
People ask why I don’t just stay.
Why this migrating.
They don’t understand that when I leave, she calls.
And that there is something in the answering.
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