I was very impressed by this book. I think that one of the highest compliments that a poet can get is that other poets want to be able to write like they do, that they read something and wish that they'd written it. I feel that way about this book.
When I read the reviews on the back of the book, I was shocked that one of the reviewers said that he'd cried at the end of the book. Cried? Over poetry? As I made my way through the book, I didn't cry. Not once. I was thrilled with her writing, but no tears. I kept wondering what on earth she was going to come up with at the end of the book that would make a reviewer cry. Now I don't know if you will cry if you skip to the end and read the last poem first, because I didn't do that. I read straight through, beginning to end, in one sitting. I didn't want to put it down.
As for the question you've been wanting to know the answer to, yes. I did cry. I cried over a skillet of cornbread. Read it straight through and let me know if you too were choking back tears.
When I read the reviews on the back of the book, I was shocked that one of the reviewers said that he'd cried at the end of the book. Cried? Over poetry? As I made my way through the book, I didn't cry. Not once. I was thrilled with her writing, but no tears. I kept wondering what on earth she was going to come up with at the end of the book that would make a reviewer cry. Now I don't know if you will cry if you skip to the end and read the last poem first, because I didn't do that. I read straight through, beginning to end, in one sitting. I didn't want to put it down.
As for the question you've been wanting to know the answer to, yes. I did cry. I cried over a skillet of cornbread. Read it straight through and let me know if you too were choking back tears.
