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Bingo : One Woman's Journey Through life
Librarian Note: Alternate Cover Edition for B009BK18RY.
How a single mom survived depression, abuse, stalkers, and bad hair days!
A powerful journey with setbacks and disappointments along the road from abuse, depression, love, struggles, stalking and 'Still I Rise', in the words of Maya Angelou.
There is something to appeal to both sexes. Men have an understanding of emotions that women encounter in their lives. I feel the claim that ' Men are from Mars' and 'Women are from Venus' is correct, due to a lack of understanding between the two sexes. I think this book bridges that gap. I have had reviews from men claiming that they have not had familiarity, but they have been close to women who have experienced it. Therefore, they have reached a better understanding of the problems.
How a single mom survived depression, abuse, stalkers, and bad hair days!
A powerful journey with setbacks and disappointments along the road from abuse, depression, love, struggles, stalking and 'Still I Rise', in the words of Maya Angelou.
There is something to appeal to both sexes. Men have an understanding of emotions that women encounter in their lives. I feel the claim that ' Men are from Mars' and 'Women are from Venus' is correct, due to a lack of understanding between the two sexes. I think this book bridges that gap. I have had reviews from men claiming that they have not had familiarity, but they have been close to women who have experienced it. Therefore, they have reached a better understanding of the problems.
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Kerry Taylor
13 books41 followersDeveloped a recent love of writing comedy, erotica and fiction. Can be found in Starbucks or her nearest park writing or reading her a book. When she has minutes away from her children....which is not often.
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December 14, 2012
A book of poems about everyday real life, of being a mother, of having family, friends, the need to secure work and make money. Elegantly simple, most heartfelt and laced with emotion right through. Not every poem works, there are a couple that don't seem to engender any life beyond the reportage of the words, but these are severely limited in number.
"Men" is part excoriating critique of a husband and boy children who simply don't seem to understand the language of the mother and wife who they see as a nag or an irritant best ignored. But it is also a plaint for a girl, for someone who speaks the same language and an achingly touching study in isolation. The last poem "Growing Pains From A Mother's View" is the antidote to this, a mother struggling as her little boy no longer fits in her embrace as he 'stretches' in growth and turns away from her home to confront the world. The growing pains are those of the mother coming to terms with this.
"My Travels" is a fiendishly clever poem, each stanza a different country visited, starting with Ghana and switzerland which are just lists of nouns as if ticking off things in a tourist guide, but then you get the sense of growth and wide-eyed appreciation of the experienced traveller when they reach Jamaica, USA and Mexico. So simple and yet illuminating.
"Friends" seems to be about the irritation of the familiar, of relationships in ruts and with nothing new to say. But the ending pulls the whole mood of the poem on its head and you realise there is still plenty left to converse about!
"Grandparents" is a hilarious and so true version of life. How freed of the responsibility of when they were parenting you, they now indulge your own children and undo all the rules and hard work of trying to give your kids boundaries. "Go To Bed" is equally true slice of life, about the trials & tribulations of getting young children to bed and how such a thing leaves the grown up fir for nothing but their own bed.
"My Little Princess" is an angry plea to inconstant parents, a child trying to stake the inevitable love felt for a parent against the peaks and troughs of the parent's own displays of love and affection back to the child. It's a poem where despair lurks just under the surface.
"Colours" reminded me of Shakespearean humours, simply, elegantly defined emotional qualities attached to each colour and the simple calming remedy of substituting a dark mood colour by reinstating thoughts of yellow, the brightest, happiest colour. "At times I feel red/When I drive in my car./I try and turn white".
This is a lovely short, and personally engaging collection of readily accessible poetry. I recommend it.
"Men" is part excoriating critique of a husband and boy children who simply don't seem to understand the language of the mother and wife who they see as a nag or an irritant best ignored. But it is also a plaint for a girl, for someone who speaks the same language and an achingly touching study in isolation. The last poem "Growing Pains From A Mother's View" is the antidote to this, a mother struggling as her little boy no longer fits in her embrace as he 'stretches' in growth and turns away from her home to confront the world. The growing pains are those of the mother coming to terms with this.
"My Travels" is a fiendishly clever poem, each stanza a different country visited, starting with Ghana and switzerland which are just lists of nouns as if ticking off things in a tourist guide, but then you get the sense of growth and wide-eyed appreciation of the experienced traveller when they reach Jamaica, USA and Mexico. So simple and yet illuminating.
"Friends" seems to be about the irritation of the familiar, of relationships in ruts and with nothing new to say. But the ending pulls the whole mood of the poem on its head and you realise there is still plenty left to converse about!
"Grandparents" is a hilarious and so true version of life. How freed of the responsibility of when they were parenting you, they now indulge your own children and undo all the rules and hard work of trying to give your kids boundaries. "Go To Bed" is equally true slice of life, about the trials & tribulations of getting young children to bed and how such a thing leaves the grown up fir for nothing but their own bed.
"My Little Princess" is an angry plea to inconstant parents, a child trying to stake the inevitable love felt for a parent against the peaks and troughs of the parent's own displays of love and affection back to the child. It's a poem where despair lurks just under the surface.
"Colours" reminded me of Shakespearean humours, simply, elegantly defined emotional qualities attached to each colour and the simple calming remedy of substituting a dark mood colour by reinstating thoughts of yellow, the brightest, happiest colour. "At times I feel red/When I drive in my car./I try and turn white".
This is a lovely short, and personally engaging collection of readily accessible poetry. I recommend it.
November 28, 2012
"HIGHS, lows, Inbetweens" is a collection of poetry from every aspect of the author’s life. It displays a great amount of emotion, pain, pleasure, humour, regret, loss and delight over a diverse list of poems. From an experience in a job interview -- waiting, hoping and almost expecting to get the job, ending in unexpected disappointment -- to her experiences carrying her children, nursing them as babies and watching them grow.
I typically don’t pick up a lot of books on poetry, but I’m glad I found this one.
I typically don’t pick up a lot of books on poetry, but I’m glad I found this one.
December 1, 2012
i'm not usually a poetry reader but when my wife told me this was really well done, I decided to give it a try. Glad I did. The author deals with the whole spectrum of human emotion in metaphors that are captivating. I enjoyed this one a lot and recommend it to others who want to give poetry a chance.
December 20, 2012
I'm sorry, looks like I am in the minority by the other reviews, but this book read more like a diary than poems. Of course, I am not a certified critic, just my view. The writing at the beginning was actually more interesting to me than the poems.
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