Advance Praise for The Voices of Women available for pre-order here.
"The Voices of Women encompasses the voices of a lifetime, songs of both innocence and experience, from the achingly lyrical title poem to the everyday disillusion of "The Shopaholic" and "The Trophy Bride". Isabella David McCaffrey sees her life and those around her with a clear, unsparing honesty. But after all, in a poem like "The Eternal Grandmother," summing up her life and that of her mother, she can still hear the high, thin voices of the violins.
--Dan Veach, editor of Atlanta Review and author of Elephant Water
“In The Voices of Women, Isabella David McCaffrey offers an unflinching look at motherhood, daughterhood, aging, lust, and love, with honesty and an ever-present recognition of all the beauty and joy, the trials and heartache of being a woman. These poems are full of life and the murky stuff found in it.”
–Yuly Restrepo, editor of Tampa Review
“Beautiful, intelligent, and self-aware. From mythology to domesticity, "The Voices of Women" catches life in the wondrous quick of its passing, where it is ‘illuminated by study and pain,’ and where the sound of heartbreak is transformed and amplified into the tough, resolute music of love.”
–Thomas Heise, award-winning poet and author most recently of Moth; or how I came to be with you again
“In The Voices of Women McCaffrey’s liquid, gravid prose guides the reader meditatively through the channels of place and time. She leaves no voice unspoken the mothers and the mothered, the meek and the brash, the lonely and the overwhelmed. All at once classical and freshly authentic, this superlative collection sings the songs of the ages as well as the ageless.”
–Camille Griep, author of Letters to Zell and New Charity Blues
“Expansive and inviting, The Voices of Women bears Isabella David McCaffrey’s signature smirk throughout—a sense of play, irony, and skepticism that strengthens the imagery. Her poems range from gentle, idyllic observations of childhood, womanhood and innocence, to her Plath-like tour-de-force, The Daughter—an anti-paternal rant loaded with powerful internal rhyme. These are not just odes celebrating the pastoral strokes of blue sky and soft voice and beating heart in the poet’s life and others’, but also the things in between, the spaces and experiences that, the poet knows, are “beautiful to somebody.” Even her darkest pieces are dreamlike and “permanently marked with an afterglow of hope.”
—Lexa Hillyer, poet and author of Proof of Forever and Aquainted with the Cold