Being Reflected Upon

A noteworthy member of the self-appointed Second New York School, Notley (For the Ride) takes the title of her expansive 50th book from a poem by Frank O’Hara: she is “reflected upon” by people and places witnessed and imagined during a 17-year period of loss, illness, and joyful remembering from 2000 to 2017. After the death of her second husband (“Doug—April 21, 2000”), Notley lives in Paris (“for the health care”), having undergone radiation treatments for cancer. There, she is delighted to be—through a club membership—“an international poet.” She visits her mother in Needles, Ariz., where she grew up: “she doesn’t want me there because I know she’s dying/ others don’t seem to then she wants me there again/ and I’m there and back here and there and then there again./ I hate people who listen to music on machines.” Interruptions in the form of dreams, flashbacks, Lucrezia Borgia, Ginsberg, an acid trip, her husbands and sons break the flow, though the poet’s stamina and humor are good company throughout, “Dream old pay phone ringing in hospital I pick up/ receiver voice says ‘The answer is awe.’ ” Notley offers an intriguing and spirited reflection on a life in poetry. (Apr.)