There is a time for everything— a time to wither, a time to grow, and a time to blossom. I Saw You As A Flower is a poetry collection that encompasses heartbreak, growth, and finding love. These poems are for those who love too deeply, for those who break too easily, and for those who continue to rise— time and time again. Ellen Everett's words enable readers to confront their deepest sorrows and piece together the parts that are broken. This is a story of heartbreak and love— but more importantly, a story of overcoming, empowerment, and survival.
Shout out to Rupi Kaur for paving the way of Facebook/Tumblr Enter-button-hitting poets.
I'm sorry, but you can't tell me that 5 words on 3 separate paragraphs is a poem.
It's just not. Period.
Apart from the lackluster format, the poems seem shallow (and not like Gaga's "Shallow") and resolve around the same topics of love and despair (but not like Neruda's). Oh, and how could I forget the flowers - this book is like a not so "Secret Garden" (you get the joke already).
It was good, nothing too much but neither the worse. I enjoyed the majority of them but I couldn’t get the “story” or love it. But anyway, lately I love to pick this type of books because it help me to calm down and feel productive because I end them pretty fast.
This is so beautiful. I cried and cried reading it, both from heartbreak and from happiness. This book is magic. I'm definitely going to be buying a paperback so I can read it over and over again
This is part a book about heartbreak and part about healing and hope. It's...well, much the same as every poetry book in terms of themes xD But this one stood out to me as so much more ❤️ It just really touched me. The author has such a beautiful way with words
I absolutely adore the flower imagery and everything related to nature. I’m imagining reading her love poems on a flower bed with different beautiful colour 💓
if i become anything in my lifetime let it be the wind
what a wondrous thing to be felt
without being seen ∼ the beautiful thing about humans is that we are living and dying simultaneously ∼ my tone-deaf heart sings symphonies for you ∼ isn't it beautiful how the trees breathe so we can exist ∼ the center of my happiness dearest, you are my equador ∼ and know that we were infinite in the moment that you were mine ∼ speak to me in lilacs and lace for that is the language i know best ∼ let us liove like flowers
wild and beautiful and drenched in sun ∼ and again i go to bed early because it hurts too much to stay awake ∼ you told me to love myself but then showed me why i shouldn't ∼ how painful it is for my brain to forget what my heart longs to remember and remember what my heart longs to forget ∼ my heart is either waning or waxing and i am tired of waiting for it to be full
If I were to teach a lesson on what I dislike in a collection of poetry, I would use this book as the prime example. It feels soulless and lazy. Excuse me while I shake and cry on the ground while repeating the phrase “the Rupi Kaur-ification of contemporary poetry” over and over again.
What a lovely collection. Here are some of my favourites:
I am leaving my mistakes behind me As shadows of who I was but not of who I will become That is the beautiful thing with shadows They will always fall behind you when you face the sun And to the sun, I'm running
Like a roll of film It is in darkness That you develop your colors
She calls me her miracle But it was her body Not mine That was ripped apart So I could live -A mother's love
Lastly, the poem that brought me here:
If you're looking for forever, I'll take the batteries out of my clocks. So that we'll be stuck inside this moment, As if time had really stopped. I would tell you I love you every second, Except here, seconds do not exist. So I'll say I love you with each breath, with each smile, with each kiss. And when I die, you can crank your watch, restart your clocks, begin the time. And know that we were infinite In the moment that you were mine.
This is the most beautiful poetry book I ever read. I always dog-ear pages that really affect me, which was pretty much every page of this book. I love how all poems are in the same style, really form an ensemble and all made so much sense. And there we so many beautiful metaphors, especially about flowers.
this was both beautiful and heartbreaking. it lacked depth imo but sometimes simplicity speaks volumes. none of it will particularly stick with me but i still enjoyed it none the less🤍
“chapters of your life will end, but you have multitudes of pages left in your book. and so many books after that.”
I particularly appreciate this poetry collection, compared to all those I have read before. Maybe one among other reasons is the hope that the author proclaimed in the middle of the heartbreak, and the hope is Jesus. Besides, I can't call myself a flower lover but I really appreciate the imagery of flowers throughout the book.
2/5 and I’m being generous. Most of the poems were meh, some quite repetitive. The ones about “God loves you” and “you’re my Jesus” cringed the hell out of me. Regardless, there were some good/decent ones. I wouldn’t recommend this book.
This was a fun little read with my morning coffee. I did appreciate the little flower theme. It was lovely. There were different styles throughout the collection and that was nice to see. A handful of poems really stuck out to me overall but the majority were just enjoyable to read.
It has a lot of deep lines and a very emotional feels. I think I would like to reread it anytime! It's very short but very worth reading, enjoyable, and powerful.