Neil Creighton’s fine collection, Loving Leah, with its echoes of Lear and white-hot emotional center, is a symphony in a wounded key. Leah’s daughter Cordelia confronts her mother’s death and betrayal as she struggles back, through memory and nature’s healing power, to the deep love that informed her childhood world. Creighton masterfully captures the sorrow of watching a beloved parent shrink away under the baleful influence of selfish daughters and he renders Leah’s death scene with great power. You will not come away from this work unmoved, and you will be awed by the sense of hard-earned regeneration.
Steve Klepetar, author of fourteen poetry collections, including The Li Bo Poems and My Son Writes a Report on the Warsaw Ghetto