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Fresh Fields: Being Book Four of Discovering Poetry
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May 25, 2021
First of all, I am not entirely certain this is the correct collection, since mine merely states “The Journey Begins” on the cover. However, if it is not exactly the same edition, I believe it is close enough.
This is a lovely little collection of poetry with thoughtfully selected pieces based on their merit (many other collections I have read have been either specifically childish and “fun” or simply repetitive and uninspired). In it are pieces from the likes of T.S. Eliot, William Blake, Rudyard Kipling and several other recognisable names (even to those not well-versed in poetry). The pieces are also helpfully grouped by theme, so often lead well into each other. After numerous quintessentially British poems, some Australian poems towards the end provide a nice contrast and contribute to the unmistakable colonial Australian aesthetic of the dusty outback, wild animals, swagmen and sheep.
My favourite poem in the collection was one from the Australian section - “Timber” by Kate Filson. Perhaps it is because I am from the Gippsland region where I often consider what the landscape could have been like if it was not all cleared by early settlers, but either way, I found the description poignant and authentic to my own understanding of the life of a tree.
This is a lovely little collection of poetry with thoughtfully selected pieces based on their merit (many other collections I have read have been either specifically childish and “fun” or simply repetitive and uninspired). In it are pieces from the likes of T.S. Eliot, William Blake, Rudyard Kipling and several other recognisable names (even to those not well-versed in poetry). The pieces are also helpfully grouped by theme, so often lead well into each other. After numerous quintessentially British poems, some Australian poems towards the end provide a nice contrast and contribute to the unmistakable colonial Australian aesthetic of the dusty outback, wild animals, swagmen and sheep.
My favourite poem in the collection was one from the Australian section - “Timber” by Kate Filson. Perhaps it is because I am from the Gippsland region where I often consider what the landscape could have been like if it was not all cleared by early settlers, but either way, I found the description poignant and authentic to my own understanding of the life of a tree.
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