Name: Sway
ISBN: 9781639884209

Tricia Johnson

Poems that welcome and embrace Mother Nature's seasonal wind blown mysteries. This book of poetry invites you to pause, kneel down in a meadow and experience the flora and fauna of Pennsylvania. To live among the rolling hills and valleys, as nature's changing rhythms keep the time. In Sway by Tricia Johnson, we imagine ourselves in the wilds of Nature with our heads resting on the back of our arms, eyes wide, observing the Living World.

Sway

Johnson talks with the voice of nature, translating into ink and soft paper the heart’s strings that the seasons play gently every year, offering her ability to turn the physical world into poetry to us, to give us the possibility to read our own very personal, spiritual emotions in the physical world. 
I was mesmerised throughout the entirety of the collection because each poem was able to gift me with a lost memory regarding nature, wether it was observing its magical elements with the ecstatic curiosity of childhood or the deep connection one experiences during a walk in the woods.
I am fascinated and filled with wonder at Johnson's ability to convey worlds vast with a mere couple words, her ability to encapsule a landscape, its characteristics and feelings with a couple of verses, making them resplendent with her own personal and vibrant thoughts.
Once you start with the first poems, you’re lulled by peacefulness and serenity until you discover you’ve consumed the collection in one sitting.
What I feel is the strongest value of this collection however, is the ability of Johnson’s words and concepts to embed themselves into the reader’s soul and accompany them like a warm, maternal shawl days after completing the read; I found myself coming back wether in though or physically to the world of rural, wild Pennsylvania narrated, I craved the tranquillity and uttermost connection that the author so brilliantly conveyed with precise, crystalline yet profound words.
I read emotions I’ve always felt and hopes I’ve always guarder in my heart for the first time in the form of poetry, things I’ve always been unable to convey and a moving love for nature in every aspect, both conventional and difficult and a tender willingness to embrace everything that mother nature leaves at our porch; therefore I think Johnson was able to excel at one of poetry’s prime commitments: giving voice to others’ silence.

Sway

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