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gracie_reads_everything's review
3.0
Superdoom, by Melissa Broder, is a collection of her older poetry collections compiled together. It’s obvious that this is an early work of Broder’s. There’s no type of poem in here except free-verse, and little use of other poetic devices. Many of the images repeat through poems, but not in a clever way, but rambling where there didn’t need to be so many poems within this volume; I feel it takes away from the overall quality of the collection.
However, there were snapshots of genius in this collection. I wish they would outweigh the poems that seem to exist solely to utilize vulgarity for shock factor rather than to contemplate the subjects at hand. I don’t mind the use of the vulgarity when it serves a purpose, but it feels overused and pointless many times. I think Broder shines brightest when she writes prose, for I was sadly disappointed by her poetry, with the exception of a handful of gems.
However, there were snapshots of genius in this collection. I wish they would outweigh the poems that seem to exist solely to utilize vulgarity for shock factor rather than to contemplate the subjects at hand. I don’t mind the use of the vulgarity when it serves a purpose, but it feels overused and pointless many times. I think Broder shines brightest when she writes prose, for I was sadly disappointed by her poetry, with the exception of a handful of gems.
likemontana's review
challenging
dark
medium-paced
4.25
I have wanted / many unfair things. / What is most unfair / is that the Earth is still okay / with me being here
Some of these poems were new to me and some were greeting me like old friends. Melissa Broder’s poetry feels like a dark room you’re searching through and stumbling upon something you had lost a long time ago and didn’t know you missed until now.
Some of these poems were new to me and some were greeting me like old friends. Melissa Broder’s poetry feels like a dark room you’re searching through and stumbling upon something you had lost a long time ago and didn’t know you missed until now.
paradoxicalcreature's review
4.0
“When ruin comes I'll hug me briefly
Then I'll dance around an astral fire in my skull
Then my bones will turn to silence I can't wait”
from space orphan :’)
As Melissa Broder herself says “we write our obsessions” and I love her obsessions.
Here’s to the void :))
Then I'll dance around an astral fire in my skull
Then my bones will turn to silence I can't wait”
from space orphan :’)
As Melissa Broder herself says “we write our obsessions” and I love her obsessions.
Here’s to the void :))
mfrost's review
1.0
finished this just to finish it. broder has a skill of weaving words together — but this skill is better exhibited in her novels than her poetry. i wanted to like it, but many of the poems were incoherent and odd. maybe that was the point? but i didn’t enjoy it as much as i was expecting to