With Hag, Tamara Jobe offers a series of sharply crafted poems that restore a voice to women in liminal spaces, connecting deeply with the reader. Each piece relates to the female experience while tying together a myriad of imagery like landscape and religion, as well as the possibility to surge forward.
Jobe describes her own work as a “rebellious smile in the face of derision, and a battle cry”. Hag is a brave voice with the unique ability to both devastate and uplift, like a curl of candle smoke lingering in the air.
There’s been a resurgence in the past few months of publishing works based on existing as a woman, and how we are able to define our own genders and live within those boundaries. Jobe is an exceptional addition to this expanding genre, using her words to forge a quiet power. It’s rare to find a writer who writes as if from a dead language, bringing forth an ancient flow that moves over her words.
Particular favorites of this collection were Heathen, Salt, and God(dess). Each piece establishes a unique voice that writes both with destruction and tranquility, making the rest of her work a brilliant foundation of relatability.
The structure of each poem varies slightly, letting each piece read as an original statement of Hag, and allowing it to exist starkly. Jobe reinvents language as if establishing a haze of twilight to let every word sound as if a drum beat, following the rhythm of the heart.
Rachel Small is not a small person and might be the present day reincarnation of Lizzie Borden. She crawled to life one night after midnight in the basement of a bookstore before taking on the role as a fashion blogger before taking on the role as a fashion blogger.