I am picky with poetry, but I cannot ignore it when it is a direct mirror of myself looking back at me. I wonder if she is speaking to me directly. With every new page, I wonder if the author somehow has followed me through life and narrated my thoughts and clumsy and awkward conversations. I feel my body and mind are disconnected, except when my worries wage against me and I stay up all night concerned over past transgressions and burden with future bad decisions that have not happened yet. I felt I was reading a reflection of my anxieties and fears. Off the bat, this poetry collection is calling me out. Shelby Leigh is one of my new favorite poets. Especially with this book, I feel like I needed to read it when it got to me. I am so happy that I was one of the chosen few. First, I must thank the author and the publisher for sending me a copy to review.
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