To quote Matty Healy, Willow Bowery is "a generational poet, a generational wordsmith."
The beauty and reverence within poetry like this is only felt when spoken aloud, each line full of emotion and a deep—yet incredibly profound—understanding of the human existence. On the surface Clownerie appears to offer the reader a book full of "Easter eggs and other delicacies", yet what lies within these pages is a much more profound story told through both allegory and an impeccable use of rhyming schemes.
Tales of a small (yet infamous) country town called Woodvale hark back to days gone by, whilst juxtaposed with anecdotes that shine a light on the modern-day addiction to social media and technology. While some of the chapters within this book unfold through longer forms of rhythmic storytelling, others take a more minimalist approach by offering a distilled insight into Willow Bowery's mind within just a few lines.
An undertone of Taylor Swift references are laced within these pages—as evidenced by the recent change in front cover artwork and subsequent poem titles—yet Willow Bowery's eloquent wordplay and extensive knowledge of the English language warrants recognition and reverence in her own right.
Readers looking for juicy details may be left feeling underwhelmed and dissatisfied, however those willing to leave their preconceived expectations at the door may just find that these poems linger long after the last page has been read.
"They say a good girl doesn't light matches near gas leaks, but I was bored of quiet. So I danced in it."
Much better than the previous two but still has a few poems that really didn’t speak to me. Overall, the best so far and characters continue from one poem to another. Really liked this and it went relatively quick in pace.