D/O is a book about growing up in motion—leaving home, missing people, falling apart, and starting again. But also knowing that you never fully forget where you came from, or the people you belong to. This debut collection by Yashmita D/O Ananthan explores all that we are daughters playlists, hometown glories, 2020s kismet, and the histories we carry in our bodies. Through poems that move and insist on taking up space, D/O traces love, memory, and girlhood as unfinished states, alongside the work of making new homes and figuring shit out. Come relish a voice that is at once diaristic and admonishing, incandescent and clear.
quick thoughts since i just finished this. full processing + review to come!
i teared up a number of times while reading, but truly cried at the acknowledgments. as Yashmita says, this collection is about love, starting from family and spanning to the leaving and new loves we cross paths with in our lifetimes.
i reread this a few times before finishing it today so there’s no proper start date (i guess sometime in june) and each time i digested the words perhaps differently but with the same adoration for Yashmita’s imagery. she captures moments in all five senses, i savour the beauty in the skies, the wind, the sounds, the touch she has delivered. i feel so grounded by her vivid descriptions.
i also find it endearing how she references many other literature, news, science, and songs! in her poetry. she sees beauty in these stories and breathes life and love into them, like the tasmanian tiger whose skeleton was found in the jewel cave.
i also love the polaroid pictures interspersed with the poems, it fits the theme of capturing a memory or moment in time very well. i say this about all poetry but there is a lot of emotion and heart in her work, and though it may sound weird to say this given the heavy heart with which she presents them, i find there is a lot of joy and hope (probably from the love) outlining them. they are at once heavy and light, and i appreciate them.