This poem is a window into Tullis’s craft. She never errs in metrics. I love free verse that carries the hint of traditional English meters. It lends modern poem the dignity and austerity of the past. Tullis does this: “There is no room inside my dress for this” is perfect iambic pentameter. Not only is her metric approach pleasing in its own right, it also works beautifully in a collection devoted to carrying the past into the present. Tullis also pays close attention to line breaks. The poet does not enjamb a line simply to follow fashion, and comfortably uses an end-stopped line when an end-stop makes sense. This aspect of Tullis’s craft is, like her metrics, a nod to tradition. It is another strong technique fitting for a book about family tradition.
– Dana Delibovi
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