The definition of the word cornucopia is an assortment of things in a funnel shaped container. Dorothy Sells Clover's Cornucopia is just a delightful and intriguing hodge-podge of mind searching, thought provoking, and just plain whimsical poems. Life is not cut and dry, and Dorothy projects this eloquently and openly in a brash, no holds barred style of poetry. Read on, and experience the Cornucopia of emotions and images encompassed in the everyday. 'I am always fascinated by the mind of the poet and her ability as a wordsmith to reach the inner chambers of the mind. Dorothy Clover, an outstanding poet, has communicated through poetry, words of insight and illumination to the human soul. Her gift allows her to express succinctly and yet eloquently the words the heart needs to hear. This volume of poems will become a lifelong treasure to everyone who secures a copy. I am honored to know Dorothy and highly recommend her book to you.' Pastor Delbert Mack
(To make this review more palatable for me, and perhaps you, I am going to tell a little story. Bear with me.)
I have a good friend who wrote a novel. When I say good friend, understand I have known this person for over three decades. I was very reluctant to read what they had written-and when I did agree to do so I clearly stated I was going to call it like I saw it. In other words if I liked it or hated it I would review the book honestly and without bias. And that is what I did.
Dorothy Sells Clover is a person I do not know at all-however they work (and presumably live) in my hometown and place of birth, which is about nine minutes drive from where I sit typing this. That does not make her my friend-however I do think it makes her a kind of neighbor. I have been reading a slim volume of poetry she wrote called Cornucopia, at the rate of ten or twelve pages a night, and I just wrapped it up this evening. And the same rules apply to both pieces of literature. Friend, neighbor, whatever-I only write honest reviews. So here goes:
Minor quibbles: Spell check is not an editor. There are several grammatical errors in Cornucopia that made me wince. Normally I would not mention such a thing, but to my way of thinking poetry is different. Each word is carefully chosen by the poet to create a mood or communicate an idea. So when I read about something disturbing your "psychic" (page 81 in my edition) I want to cringe-the word is "psyche" of course. I am certain the author knows that, but this is not an isolated phenomenon.
Good stuff: There is one poem in here called Hue Are You? that I really loved. It is everything the back cover blurb promises. It is playful, fun to read, and clever, with a great use of language.
The not so good stuff: Hue Are You? is the only poem in this volume that provoked that kind of reaction from me. The author alternates between free verse and rhyming poetry (which is no problem poetry is not required to rhyme) but all the free verse here reminds me of a prose paragraph chopped up into stanzas, and voila! It's a poem. That does not work for me.
Let me leave you with this last thought, however: poetry is a lot of things to a lot of people. Put more plainly, it's subjective. So my take on this book may be radically different from yours, Constant Reader. And the beauty of it is, that is perfectly alright.
I really enjoyed this poetry book, along with its gentle and thought provoking perspectives. I’m not sure what’s up with the other review, but I was really excited to find out this author was from Beaumont and also worked for BISD. That made it even more fun to read. Great job Mrs. Dorothy on this poetry book, it truly is a cornucopia of beautiful poems!