“Julie Maloney’s poems in her collection Private Landscape move with the exquisite grace of her abilities as a dancer and choreographer. Dream narratives sing in delicate imagery. Pain of cancer is here, honestly revealed and transcended; love is here, in its greatest giving. There is not a trace of easy sentimentality. This is a collection to remember, at once personal and universal.”
--Charlotte Mandel
Poet, Sight Lines; Editor, Saturday Press
Poet/Lecturer, Barnard College Center for Research and Women
“Julie Maloney’s Private Landscape gives us a microscope to see and feel moments that might otherwise escape our notice, moments both tender and defiant. For much of the poetry collection, Maloney tells us that “cancer has whipped my face like wet wind.” But what the poet does with the wet wind of cancer is nothing short of remarkable. In her rigorously artistic life, cancer is transformed into an elixir that draws out soulful knowing and elemental experiences
I could read two of these poems until my eyes fail to see. Maloney takes up to the very core of love in He Loves Me the Way He Knows Best. She holds our face up to the most intimate moments of a husband caring for a woman, post surgery and chemo-filled...“never mentioning my bald head and round belly.” In Memorial Sloan-Kettering, I rejoice with the poet’s victory of finding the rooftop where “new friends on the roof wear hospital gowns. Their buttocks swing like the backside of Guernsey cows.”
--Jacqueline Sheehan
Novelist, Truth and Lost and Found
Editor, Women Writing in Prison
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