Book Review: Instructions for My Mother's Funeral
“Instructions for My Mother's Funeral,” by Laura Read, was quite an enjoyable, thought-provoking, book of poems. Though this is not a novel, the poems are connected, and while they do not exhibit a traditional story arc, the story about a young girl and her brother coping with their father's death, and about the girl's progression through her own life, is told eloquently through each poem. Not only that, but the book deals not with traditional feelings of sadness that one might expect from an adult who lost a loved one, but rather with coping and escape mechanisms that one might be saddened to see a young child employ. For example, in the poem “This Time We'll Go to Kentucky Fried Chicken,” the brother tells his sister, after their father has died, that if their mother dies as well, they'll eat at Kentucky Fried Chicken instead of at Wendy's. Other poems, however, are much more implicit than “This Time We'll Go to Kentucky Fried Chicken,” and could only be speculated about. One such poem is “The Big Dipper.” Personally, I have trouble nailing down exactly what this poem is about, but it is beautiful nonetheless. Many of the poems in this book are like “The Big Dipper,” in that sense, but that served only to enhance my enjoyment of the collection. I have long felt that to assert that every poem or piece of literature has a definite meaning that can be pin-pointed is to short-change many great works, and while I can pin-point many of the works in this particular collection, there remain many that I cannot. I may not understand some of the metaphors in “The Big Dipper,” in the way that I understand the more literal elements of “This Time We'll Go,” or in the way that I understand the title “Ars Poetica,” to mean meta-poetry, but “The Big Dipper,” Is a beautiful poem, even if I don't pick up on many of its subtleties. Clearly, Laura Read is a skilled author in that she can make a person enjoy her writing without spoon-feeding them with respect to its meaning. For this reason, my personal rating for “Instructions for My Mother's Funeral,” is 4 stars out of 5. I believe that its literary merit might actually be of the 5 star nature, but I prefer novels to books of poetry, and I never said I was a disinterested judge. That, and I have a particular distaste for much of the Inland Northwest (it's all hillbillies and wheat fields, it sometimes seems). That having been said, I enjoyed reading this book of poems thoroughly, and commend the author on her use of subtle literary devices, her choice of subject matter, and her expert command of the English language.