This was a BOTM read. I do not like poetry. It all feels too short, not matter the subject. I feel like if I took snippets from letters and diary entries and put them in "poetry" format that I could have a book too. The only poem I liked in the whole book was “The Vacation” on pg. 97.
So I already knew I wasn’t a big poetry fan, when this book was selected by the club. I never have been. Poetry rarely speaks to me like it does for some people. I don’t have a favorite poem, and I don’t enjoy reading it. I think that I always want there be more, more story, more something than poetry can give me. Epic poems are better for me. And this book did nothing to change that for me. I thought this must have been a throw away book, published by an established writer and that it’s renown much be based on her reputation and not the book. But when I read that THIS was her first book and it is what earned her the renown, I literally threw up my hand and said I give up literary world. In my mind, this book was not poetry, it was rants and soundbites.
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