4.5*
[…]
Say
I am holy.
My walls are that of a temple.
Sacred does not mean pristine.
I am beautiful.
I am landslide and crater shake.
I am human in all the faults that build me.
I am loved.
If this feels wrong or foreign,
that is okay.
Sail on the violence of its awkward,
court it as your new addiction
And breathe. -from “The Ritual” by Denise Jolly
“We Will Be Shelter, edited by poet and activist Andrea Gibson, is an anthology of contemporary poems that addresses issues of social justice. Unique to this anthology is its focus on creating positive social change through gorgeous, gutsy poetry. Alongside and embedded in featured poems are concrete ways to address the social and political issues raised. The goal of We Will Be Shelter is to raise awareness, encourage critical self-reflection, and call readers to action.”
Don’t let the months it took me to get through this fool you into thinking I was struggling or didn’t care much for this. Forget Milk & Honey, read this.
Before every poem, the author is introduced and their choice of social organization, which in turn is thematized in their poems. Organizations include RAINN, RECLAIM, American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, The Body is Not an Apology, and many others. The royalties from the book also go to these charities.
The anthology is divided into 5 parts:
1. YOU ARE THE PLACE
2. WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT HEAT?
3. PENDULUM HEART
4. THEY SAY IT IS NOT ONE THING
5. AS THE SEA WALKS TOWARDS US
For me, the strongest poems were part of the first half of the book, but overall they were all pretty good and most importantly: important to read. If you are familiar with and like Andrea Gibson’s style of poetry, you will also like the majority of the poems in this collection. Subjects range from sexual assault, to LGBTQ, to body dysmorphia, to child abuse, to depression, etc. If you’re not into the raw, unapologetic social-justice poetry style, please save the copy for someone who does. Who needs it.
I got this book a couple of Christmases ago and I had never heard of it. My mom thought I would like it because I have highlighted the shit out of Andrea Gibson’s The Madness Vase. She was right. I didn’t give this the full five stars because I did not like every single poem in this collection and because the editing job was pretty lousy sometimes (some errors here and there), but honestly, if you follow my reviews you will have noticed that I rarely give a book a 5-star-review (and 3 stars is ‘good’ in my opinion).
[…]
know you are the type of woman
who is looking for a place to call yours.
Let the statues crumble.
You have always been the place.
[…] - from “The Type” by Sarah Kay