In this striking and nostalgic collection, Emily Rose Cole unearths the fragility and resilience of daughterhood through indelible imagery that evokes new senses of the body and positions the reader in self-portraits of historical and mythological women.
Affecting and well written, it can feel oppressive at times with its deeply sad subject matter. But I suppose that's the point, or one of them. I liked these poems quite a bit. Confessional poetry isn't easy to do, and the poet here does it well.
This poetry collection has lead-heavy sadness sinking marrow-deep. Images that groove into your head like sparrows roosting with buzzsaw wings. Poems that are heavy and hard, delicious as a busted lip, and crackling with magic.
Several series of poems span the collection, including recipe-like spells, persona poems as actors from The Wizard of Oz, and a standout series that focuses on the speaker's difficult, complex relationship with her mother.
An astonishing collection that will nest in your head for a long time.
This book of poetry is powerful and with really haunting, memorable imagery. Each poem could stand alone but together they really painted a complex, traumatic, and multifaceted picture.