thomasgoddard's review against another edition
4.0
A poetry collection for a bit of a change today.
This one wrestles with an angel. Grief.
The death of the author's father, slowly. The memories. Experiences. Shared passions. Nostalgia turned into a walk over coals, where the memory itself is both agony and salve.
I love anything about grief. About love so strong that loss of the object of that love tears the heart into ragged pieces.
The collection really makes an art of words. They weave in and out of each other. Meaning overlaps. Sense is handed over to the senselessness of association. There's poems between the recurring images. When they arrive again you're given that same sense of mourning. An artificial sense that you'd recalled something without meaning to and it pangs.
It's great. So give this one a read.
This one wrestles with an angel. Grief.
The death of the author's father, slowly. The memories. Experiences. Shared passions. Nostalgia turned into a walk over coals, where the memory itself is both agony and salve.
I love anything about grief. About love so strong that loss of the object of that love tears the heart into ragged pieces.
The collection really makes an art of words. They weave in and out of each other. Meaning overlaps. Sense is handed over to the senselessness of association. There's poems between the recurring images. When they arrive again you're given that same sense of mourning. An artificial sense that you'd recalled something without meaning to and it pangs.
It's great. So give this one a read.
whogivesabook's review against another edition
4.0
A poetry collection for a bit of a change today.
This one wrestles with an angel. Grief.
The death of the author's father, slowly. The memories. Experiences. Shared passions. Nostalgia turned into a walk over coals, where the memory itself is both agony and salve.
I love anything about grief. About love so strong that loss of the object of that love tears the heart into ragged pieces.
The collection really makes an art of words. They weave in and out of each other. Meaning overlaps. Sense is handed over to the senselessness of association. There's poems between the recurring images. When they arrive again you're given that same sense of mourning. An artificial sense that you'd recalled something without meaning to and it pangs.
It's great. So give this one a read.
This one wrestles with an angel. Grief.
The death of the author's father, slowly. The memories. Experiences. Shared passions. Nostalgia turned into a walk over coals, where the memory itself is both agony and salve.
I love anything about grief. About love so strong that loss of the object of that love tears the heart into ragged pieces.
The collection really makes an art of words. They weave in and out of each other. Meaning overlaps. Sense is handed over to the senselessness of association. There's poems between the recurring images. When they arrive again you're given that same sense of mourning. An artificial sense that you'd recalled something without meaning to and it pangs.
It's great. So give this one a read.
havelock's review against another edition
emotional
inspiring
medium-paced
- Strong character development? N/A
- Loveable characters? N/A
- Diverse cast of characters? N/A
- Flaws of characters a main focus? N/A
4.0
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