Brita Bergland's poems
fuse a sophisticated, Wittgensteinian sense of
language with a predilection for the 'rural voice,' the 'whacky grandeur'
of everyday life on a farm. The poems celebrate language as resurrection
in the hands of the politically forgotten and emotionally uncalled
seen through the metaphor of the haystack. The results are provocative,
sometimes very funny and certainly all her own.
Bergland was born on a farm in Urbana, IL, in 1954, and has spent
of her adult life in the country. While at the U of Michigan, she
Hopwood Award for poetry. She lives in Vermont with her daughter.
first volume of poetry, The Poet at Its Desk, was published
by Awede in
"...achieves an affect of inner mind, of tentative relationships
to the world,
life and others. She paints a New England landscape, like an impressionist
painting gone expressionist...Bergland rescues us from threatened
--Eva Shaderowfsky, House Organ
"In Rebirth of the Older Child,
the poet sniffs out an examined life's peculiar
pleasures... Weirdly revealing lines like 'His mother was an O' and
DNA polishes my lips' seem fresh, exact. Bergland's poems reveal a
nature nurtured in the out-of-doors. Simple-and exciting."
--Chris Potash, Small Press
"What I like most about these poems, set
mostly in the country, is the playing around with languages.... The
effect of such writing is the music-- the spiel, and cut and sway
of the words, a funny and grotesque way.... Isn't the title calling
for a revision of our attitudes, from inside out, the way Thoreau
called for a purification of the self and a rebirth? ... The natural
flow is inviting, sensual, beautiful and awkward in the musicales
of current containing the history of a native people."
--Shelby Stephenson, The Pilot-Southern Pines