#poetry
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I have done SO much reading the last couple weeks, and I LOVE it. This week has the potential for more reading as I am home recovering from minor surgery and have no agenda apart from reading and sleeping. It’s going to be a great week. Practically all of the books I have finished lately…
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Whitney Hanson is an author I keep returning to. Her poetry is thoughtful and invites introspection. While her work doesn’t inspire a deep, soul-searching response in me, I do find myself pausing to consider what I read, often rereading and highlighting as I go. She makes me think about my own thoughts from a different…
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I absolutely loved Thanh Dinh’s “The Smallest God Who Ever Lived,” so I was very excited to read “Salt & Ashes.” Unfortunately, this book didn’t resonate with me the way “Smallest God” did. I will not say I didn’t like “Salt & Ashes,” there were some beautiful lines and truly moving thoughts. One line I…
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Poetry is an art form that is personal to both the writer and the reader; each has their own interpretation of the words and thoughts that are written. As a poet, I understand that readers may not necessarily relate to my words in the same manner that I do. That being said, I believe that…
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Jen Schneider’s On (Pantry) Stock & (Kitchen) Timers is a unique collection of a stream-of-consciousness essays and poems that you wouldn’t think would work but does in an enchanting, eye-catching, made-you-look kind of way. Schneider’s words are a collage of thought that walks readers through a maze of sensation/emotion/confusion/questing. This collection deserves a re-read to…
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Murder Ballads by Katy Horan is a treat for fans of Dark Folklore and Gothic themes (that’s a gruesome way to begin a review, isn’t it?). I was already familiar with “The Death of Queen Jane” and “The Twa Swans” thanks to Loreena McKennitt. Horan included a list of recordings, so readers can immerse themselves…
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Don’t Let Me Grow Cold by Nicole Kapise-Perkins The teakettle’s whistlingis the music of sunrise musings:when I was youngerI wanted to collect the stars.I had a heart full of ghosts and strawberry daydreams;I was a small-town girl with big dreams:a carnival of stars would get me there,I wouldn’t disappear like a glacierwaiting for summer,instead I…
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Feel the Night Change By Nicole Kapise-Perkins We meet, we talk, but I don’t know you. Your eyes a flash of blue, bits of sky. I don’t know how it came to be yours, the sky. Do you have magic, that you command the very elements to your being? I would like to be…
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If Halloween and National Poetry Month were in the same month, my utter happiness would be complete. Alas, I only get to celebrate my birthday during Poetry month. To kick off the Poetry Month celebrations, one of my own: Love Doesn’t Rhyme By Nicole Kapise Perkins “How are you, really?” Just one of the many…
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Celia Drill’s The Lost World is some of the best contemporary poetry I have ever read. Her work is enthralling; she plays with language, creating images in the mind that are a kaleidoscope of emotion and thought. I found myself highlighting entire poems instead of single lines. I read her poems two, three times over,…
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