Can't find what you're looking for? Hera Lindsay Bird. There are a lot of punishments in this world And some of these punishments look a lot like day to day life Some things cannot be transformed, only endured The moon shining over all of us, with its clean white handrail. Notify me of new posts by email. Google this. Everything is so devastating and so stupid, and somehow that is all the same thing. This poetry neither needs nor wants to venerate the manufacture of apt metaphysical equivalences. I like this picture because it reminds me of loneliness And the great, unspecific boredom of life. You must be logged in to post a comment. Like sugar around the pill. Imagine again that picture of me, Joey Connolly, laughing and crying. Look at how ludicrous it is to be serious about any of this , the poem thinks. Other poems seem to be anti-love poems. Many of the poems are surreal, whilst some feel more like Facebook posts, and others seem designed to be performed as spoken word.
About the author. Look at how ludicrous it is to be serious about any of this , the poem thinks. Subscribe to Blog. Totally worth it. Lots of contemporary lit plays with the relationship between the earnest and satirical but I've never experienced such intense confusion about whether I am on the verge of laughter or tears as I do when I read HLB. Displaying 1 - 30 of 69 reviews. The very light which makes the blossom visible also renders it sarcastic, bitter and mean. Seeping with existential delay. The grand austere aha! It's so hard to do love poetry well, but HLB's love poetry is my favorite kind.
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Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Displaying 1 - 30 of 69 reviews. This sets the scene for a collection which is both humorous and disconcerting, light-hearted and satirical. We invite and pay emerging poetry reviewers to focus their critical skills on the small press, pamphlet and indie publications that excite us the most. I want to get really good at woodwork and go into the forest and cut up some logs and make you a beautiful house to live in. Cristina Morariu. Bookish Bethany. These poems, like most good poems, point via negativa to the things which cannot be said. Create a free account to discover what your friends think of this book! Part of that infectiousness comes from their strikingly idiomatic style, characterised by several traits: an informality informal to the point of ritual; short to mid-length declarative sentences, stripped of any formal expression of the strong feelings they describe; a conspicuous lack of lyricism; the deadpanning of great misery and joy.
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Part of that infectiousness comes from their strikingly idiomatic style, characterised by several traits: an informality informal to the point of ritual; short to mid-length declarative sentences, stripped of any formal expression of the strong feelings they describe; a conspicuous lack of lyricism; the deadpanning of great misery and joy. Fame, the moon, meaninglessness. Well, where historically poets have refined their language towards poetic diction and metre — and risked being programmatic and melodically repetitive as a result — Bird refines her language towards an imitation of vernacular usage. But Bird is never those things, in the same way Tennyson is never drily metrical. The other striking formal features are the barrage of similes and the frequent ellipses — both taken straight out of the poems of Chelsey Minnis. The sheer reach and imaginative variety is striking, but… is that variety part of any form? Or the other way round. Probably the other way round. The very light which makes the blossom visible also renders it sarcastic, bitter and mean. This poetry neither needs nor wants to venerate the manufacture of apt metaphysical equivalences. Rather, it wants to make a kind of metaphorical soup — with a bunch of tenors and a bunch of vehicles swilling around, bumping into each other with little clangs of humour or insight — by force of density more than precision. The grand austere aha! We see the same mockery regarding the abandon of being in love when Bird writes. Look at how ludicrous it is to be serious about any of this , the poem thinks. That is, the ability to make a statement and to both mean it very deeply while simultaneously holding it up as an object of mockery.
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P amper Me to Hell and Back is full of confessional, provocative and occasionally explicit poems, written in a conversational style with a bleak outlook on life. Many of the poems are surreal, whilst some feel more like Facebook posts, and others seem designed to be performed as spoken word. This sets the scene for a collection which is both humorous and disconcerting, light-hearted and satirical. It also reveals the underlying themes of mortality, love and the relentless monotony of life. This is not the kind of poetry that I normally read, pamper me to hell and back, and I must admit to being put-off initially by the more explicit and provocative lines. Perhaps it is the interminable onslaught of surprising almost ridiculous imagery, or the self-deprecating humour that runs throughout. Whatever it pamper me to hell and back, there is something unique and a little bit addictive in these poems. Other poems seem to be anti-love poems. There are some more straightforward love poems too. I want to get really good at woodwork and go into the forest and cut up some logs and make you a beautiful house to live in. I enjoyed reading the last three poems, which have a more serious undertone, whilst still being light-hearted and full of humour. I like this picture because it reminds me of loneliness And the great, unspecific boredom of life. Buy this book from Waterstones. If you enjoyed reading this review why not subscribe to my blog and get regular book reviews sent to your inbox?
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