UN/RECONCILED

This collection of poetry describes the downward arc of an unpredictable love affair.

“You enter, / capture me like a riptide I can’t escape,” writes Trozzolo, recalling the overwhelming power of the first encounter of a relationship that the poet asserts is fictional. From lust to longing, infatuation to infidelity, Trozzolo examines the internal workings of a love affair. The tenderly mordant poems open with a short, italicized commentary intended to define a specific moment in the relationship. For instance, prior to “Multitask,” the author states dryly: “We stayed together—almost committed. I was never your priority.” The poetry that follows attempts to capture a snapshot of these shifting emotional sands. In this case, the first stanza’s opening reads tersely: “Sounds like you’re giving / dictation as we make love.” The poems tackle everything from dangerous sexual infatuation (“You lure with your sweetness / and kill the future so beautifully”) to the dispiritingly hollow moment when a lover says, “Let’s be friends”: “There has never been / anything platonic about us.” As the collection closes, the poet is left to wrestle with the memory of a love that could never last. Trozzolo offers a refreshingly unique perspective on the ecstasies and endgames of romance. It is fascinating to observe the gradient of emotional intensity shift as the volume progresses. The opening crackle of sexual energy dissipates into flat reportage, as attentively captured in “How Was Your Day?”: “All I hear are low notes and misery. / Tell me instead of boats and clouds, / of speed and sex and dreams and bad ideas.” The hope of a return to more fulfilling days lies cleverly embedded in the poems but is never fully revived. Trozzolo is a master of the laconically poignant statement, distilling the complexities of entering couples’ therapy into two impactful lines: “Here we sit six feet apart, separated by heat and memories.” There are occasions when the writing can prove cloyingly clichéd: “You lean in close and whisper, ‘Follow me.’ Instantly I know I will never forget you.” But this can be excused since romance itself trades heavily in clichés. Still, this is sharp, emotionally observant writing that elegantly captures the bittersweet remembrance of bygone love.

The intriguing contours of a relationship are laid tantalizingly bare in these thoughtful poems.