Kate is a writer, mama, and witch who plays tabor & bodhran, is obsessed with history & folklore, reads tarot, makes things, keeps fish, does whatever the cat says, and haunts 800 year old churches.
Minor Things by Kate Garrett is sixteen pages of poetry; sixteen whopping pages, for “anyone that’s been there.”
It’s not a chapbook; it’s not a book of poetry; no, it’s a poetry collection about a girl. It’s also about me. And you. And all Gen-Xers.
If you came of age in the 90s, then Minor Things will stain your heart. It’s all there, what so many of us grew up with in some way- the broken home, the teen angst, alienation, the desire to fit in and realization that maybe you never will, and that’s okay.
There’s ten poems in this collection, the first starting in 1979, also my year of birth, and winding through the hurtful things that single mothers and stepdads can say up through 2013. But it’s also filled with music- literally and figuratively. You’ll read mentions of ELO, Guns ‘n Roses, REM, Matthew Sweet, The Pixies, Ozzy, Def Leppard, Nirvana, The Cure, Depeche Mode, Jeff Buckley, Rusted Root… it’s the soundtrack of the 90s, of our generation.
Then there's the music of Kate's poetics; she's a tremendous writer, adept at really grabbing the meaning from moments and writing it out in a memorable way.
Mom said I had to get rid of my mix tapes. Yeah, they made me crush them with a hammer, Dad was the one behind it. He said the music nowadays makes kids depressed.
And doesn’t that say it all?
In sixteen pages, we have all of this, and, most importantly, we see the girl grow into herself and away from the harm that dysfunctional parenting can cause.
Pick up Minor Things by Kate Garrett. It’s a bargain for a book that I’ve read four times this week, even seeming like a 50 page read. It’s that honest and that good.
Kate Garrett has done it again. Minor Things advertises itself as a “mix tape, not a misery memoir” and that's what drew me to this tiny tome. Ten interlinked poems trace the life of a girl from conception to adulthood. What could have been bleak and depressing has been given a beautiful, flowing life with the words almost downplaying the dark side of this seemingly unwanted child. As always, Garrett's writing inspires a multitude of images within the reader's mind. You find yourself hearing the music, seeing the colours, and feeling the emotions as if they're your own. Garrett has this wonderful knack of drawing you back to eras you believe have been forgotten; the Beat Poets of the '50's, the Goths of the '80's, and the '90's Grunge era. She makes you want to go back to those times, periods we look on as far freer than our current one. Yet, as Garret highlights, they were times with their own problems and politics. This is a beautiful book and it's perfect if, like me, you struggle with a lot of poetry.