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rejeneratingtbr's review
emotional
inspiring
reflective
fast-paced
4.0
🌼 thank you to netgalley and querencia press for the arc 💕
Poetry can be hard for me to review because it feels a bit like opening someone’s diary and critiquing it.
“It's been a hundred fifty some-odd years of fallow fields but my hands hold ghosts that plowed them and ghosts that owned them, and my hands cannot be put to rest.”
One of my favorite things about poetry is reading about life experiences I will never live through. It’s eye opening, it’s hauntingly beautiful and terrifying all at once. Erika does such a perfect job of letting us in to experience what they have.
My other favorite thing is when those differences meet and say, “hey, I’ve been here too. Maybe we’re not so different.” There’s a lot of both in Lone Yellow Flower. 💕
There are lines I don’t think I’ll be able to free from my head after reading them. “The Dying Year”, “The Eye”, “Coexist”- those three back to back hit me H A R D.
“your loss does not need to war with my loss
as your pain does not need to war with my pain
but instead can enmesh and rub gently along together
the uncertainty of fingers of two hands entwined.”
I’m shocked this is their first book of poetry!! I can’t wait to see what else they put out 💖
Poetry can be hard for me to review because it feels a bit like opening someone’s diary and critiquing it.
“It's been a hundred fifty some-odd years of fallow fields but my hands hold ghosts that plowed them and ghosts that owned them, and my hands cannot be put to rest.”
One of my favorite things about poetry is reading about life experiences I will never live through. It’s eye opening, it’s hauntingly beautiful and terrifying all at once. Erika does such a perfect job of letting us in to experience what they have.
My other favorite thing is when those differences meet and say, “hey, I’ve been here too. Maybe we’re not so different.” There’s a lot of both in Lone Yellow Flower. 💕
There are lines I don’t think I’ll be able to free from my head after reading them. “The Dying Year”, “The Eye”, “Coexist”- those three back to back hit me H A R D.
“your loss does not need to war with my loss
as your pain does not need to war with my pain
but instead can enmesh and rub gently along together
the uncertainty of fingers of two hands entwined.”
I’m shocked this is their first book of poetry!! I can’t wait to see what else they put out 💖