Ophelia: poems
by Celinda Olive
praise for Ophelia: poems
In these poems, we find “New cycles of old things, constantly redefined … ” as the versions of Ophelia we each carry meet the shades of another one Olive comes to help us encounter. “It’s dark. Words fail. Fear floods, / licks the neck, the chin, the lips.” Here is a voice finding itself and what it alone can know as it rises from our collective anxiety, depression, suffering — and hope.
— Michael Dechane, author of The Long Invisible (forthcoming, 2024)
Celinda Olive’s debut chapbook reveals a poet confidently probing an intensely challenging subject: depression. Olive has crafted a voice that walks these dark halls and recounts what she sees in clear, compact images that often do not seem to fit together, giving us a true experience of the combined haziness and razor-sharp pain that accompanies depression. Olive’s Ophelia takes her place alongside Les Murray’s “black dog” as a voice out of a voiceless pain. This voice is hard-won; may this be the first collection of many for Olive.
— Jane Scharl, author of Ponds and Sonnez Les Matins