It Was Red

Some things simply cannot be conveyed by a detailed description, and this is where poetry comes into its own. In the verse of Katherine Guilline it is the poet’s emotions and feelings that come across to the responsive reader, telling us more and touching us more deeply than might be possible in a merely descriptive account. In poems such as ‘Glass and Shadows’, ‘Winter Wind’ and ‘It Was Red’ extraneous details and embellishments have been pared away, often reducing lines to a single word or a concise pairing of words. The poems are melancholy. Their roots are in troubles and shadows, stillness and silence, passion and redness ...