Had to shift gears — I’d say a downshift into neutral, cresting down a hill somewhere beautiful, safe and untouched. Nikki Giovanni provided such a space for me last night as my brain reconciles impending travel, away from my loves here in Woodland and moving towards some other loves that are buried again in snow
I’ve had this book — not the exact book but I’ve had a copy of Mindfield one way or another — for over half of my short life. I have never read it cover to cover, but the winter sessions have a way of bringing me into this poetic MINDFIELD. I only appreciated the title fully
I had mixed feelings about this book. I loved this book and I didn’t love this book. I read through some sections grinning from ear to ear, amazed and delighted at what I was reading and learning. I read some pages through tears, heartbroken and shocked that an unknown creature could bring me to tears.
Just wanted to share some thoughts about Mei-mei Berssenbrugge. I have her book Hello, the Roses sitting on the top of my book pile and pick it up often to read a few lines. She absolutely blows my mind. A single line of almost any of her poems is a mini discourse on physics, perception,
Well, I’m back on the trilogy train though this time I’m hanging out with Margaret Atwood. I started reading this once before and it didn’t stick, but I am now committed to reading the trilogy which has made reading come more easily. The first 100 pages were a little slow for me— sure, apocalypse, I
This book was such a great find. I had read a brief excerpt from it in the reading material for a class I was taking and it really spoke to me. I took a chance and ordered it and am so, so glad that I did. Written by Wendy Trusler (WT) and Carol Devine (CD),
I pulled two more books from my shelf to reread, and it was a treat. Griffin and Sabine know each other only through letters and postcards. Their odd correspondence begins when Griffin, who lives in London, receives a note from Sabine requesting one of Griffin’s fish postcards. Griffin is an artist who sells his own
I think this is the last of my Rae stack and either I am getting more in tune with her writing or this one just happens to make a lot more sense to me. For instance, this collection showed me her pattern in turning the ends of her poems. Many of her poems have a
Who can count pages when browsing poetry? Bumped into this Emily D poem in my adventures —
I think the word young is not necessary in the title, though I respect the purpose. The illustrations are wonderful in this book and brought the poems to life. I love books like this that have visuals with poetry – sometimes I can be pretty dense and totally miss the idea of a poem when
