Ladder to the Roof
poems by Brett Averitt
These poems hold the old and the new together, and make the rural settings as elegant and mysterious as the musings about the body and the brain. I love the expert word play, the puns, the twisting surprises. I love the themes that unite the work: containers, containment, things cupped in hands, nests. I love the fear and the daring. I love the way she raises other poets from the dead, effortlessly and without show.
— Shirley Abbott
This lovely book has the voice and texture of the South, with occasional hints of genial orneriness.
— Susan Snively
Brett Averitt is that rare sort of poet, observant and informed, who can tell us that ice “becomes colder as it melts” and that the stir- crazy skunk emerges from hibernation “secreting his nocturnal secrets in daylight.” Her plain words are charged with fact and clear perception.
— Richard Wilbur