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Over the Roofs of the World by Olive Senior

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informative reflective relaxing

4.0

Blue was like standing on that isthmus between oceans, finding washed up on the beach
a lone shoe. Blue was not me and you, but me
or you. Avoidance the true meaning of 'true blue.'  -excerpt from Blue 
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What I appreciate the most about Senior's poetry is the wicked wit that shines through stanza after stanza. She braids it seamlessly with the history and culture that is vividly conveyed through her words. 
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With every poem collected here, there is a particular animal, circumstance, piece of history and tradition that is examined and depicted with clarity and depth.
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Her dedication to our culture is a beacon that travels from poem to poem, that takes to the sky on the wings of birds both grounded and aflight, through colours like blue and the face of the moon. Senior takes beauty, mundanity, tradition, movement, behaviour, and transforms it. She molds as a master and crafts poetry that invades hearts and neurons.
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The depth and wealth of her love and knowledge matched with her skill in weaving tapestries with her poetry is wonderful to behold.
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Reading the poems of Olive Senior teaches, recalls, amazes, and welcomes. And for all these, I am grateful and will forever be a reader and rereader of her words.
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genzea's review

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5.0

Olive Senior really has a fun and creative way of teaching Caribbean history through poetry

jherane's review

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5.0

Olive Senior keeps doing these amazing things.
"Here" is my favourite in this collection and I'm looking forward to re-reading in August with Rebel Women Lit

kikireads's review

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5.0

It's hard to tell
if we close our eyes or if night
opens in us other starred eyes,
if it burrows into the wall of our dream
till some door opens.


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