Objectively, this collection isn’t that great, but I love it anyways.
The reason why I said objectively it isn’t that great, is because it felt very repetitive. Sometimes I felt like I was reading the exact same poem about boyhood 35 times. I guess that’s what Guest really cared about. Very easy to read, actually, probably one of the easiest poetry collections to read ever. Guest’s poems usually feel like they’re written for children though. There is literally a poem called, “Be a Friend.” And it’s about how you should be friendly with people. Not very deep, yet, I love it loved it
A very feel good collection of poems, there weren’t many of them that got that deep. Here are a few of my favorites though:
The Gentle Gardener
At Breakfast Time
Ladies
Spring in the Trenches
Life
What a Baby Costs
To-Morrow
It’s September
No Place to Go
The gentle gardener, especially, is an amazing poem. Definitely be looking out for that one.
For the title sake, home, or a heap o livin, I thought that was OK. I really don’t know why Guest chose that poem to be the title, but he did.
If you want a poetry collection to read when you’re tired as hell after work, and you wanna feel like a child, read this. That might sound like an insult to this book, but it’s not.