Puts words on exactly the kind of emotions that censors fear most: subtle, elusive and tinged with erotic intensity. The Irish Times, Books of the Year Peggy OBriens first collection Sudden Thaw opens with a taut sonnet sequence that laments her father, and close with an intrepid examination of what she calls the gauze of mother-daughter/Love, that knit of wills. Between these impressive and affecting suites she treats us to a man-angled account of her discovery of herself as an artist. Theres anger and agitation, sorrow and grievance in these poems, but also an erotic tinge, humour and delight. Although she writes from her nerve-ends, OBrien never takes her eye off the evolving shape of her poems. Receptive to The noise of other peoples lives, /The silence of your own, rapturous and disgruntled by turns, this gifted poet communicates a sacerdotal appreciation of life while never losing her agnostic inflection. Sweet mutiny/And power are Peggy OBriens reward, and ours. Michael Longley Sudden Thaw, a first book, surprises us with the bracing pleasure of an already mature poet and in these poems particularly in the long sequences in memory of her parents we find the distinctive signature of a writer who can weave fishermans line, her mothers clothes lines, her tailor-fathers spools of thread, into magical fabrics of poetry. Wit and heartbreak in equal measure, felicity of imagery and sureness of tone, make Peggy OBrien a discovery to re-read with deepening admiration. Mary Jo Salter
