So, poetry and I are still doing battle. I love the idea of poetry, but it’s apparently the biggest hit-or-miss thing i can read. This one, on the whole, was a bit of a miss.

There were some wonderful gems in here. A few whole poems and many lines and snippets that I adored. I did mark the things i loved, to easily find again. I loved Poppy, a poem that shares snippets of a woman’s habits she carries through her life. I loved Dragons, a poem about temper and how someone quiet and well-controlled might be pushed to the limit of their patience. I loved The Paradox, a poem about always feeling like you should be doing something else, something more.

But mostly, I found the poems too long. Too wordy. Too much. They’d start in an interesting place, but then waver and meander tediously to somewhere else. They’d start strong, but then over work a theme and become far less impactful and over explained.

A slightly longer review can be found on my book blog: Marvel at Words.