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In Full Velvet by Jenny Johnson

tallonrk1's review against another edition

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4.0

Elegy at Twice the Speed of Sound has immediately become one of my favorite poems of all-time.
"A boom, my dear,
A boom."

8/10

earlygrey's review against another edition

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emotional inspiring reflective

5.0

lindick's review against another edition

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4.0

This is a beautiful book -- the publisher/imprint is apparently all about making high-quality books, and it's true, the paper is thick and lovely and the cover is soft and beautiful. The poems inside are also pretty wonderful. A little too nature-y for me, because I'm a garbage city slicker, but still lovely.

bowierowie's review against another edition

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challenging dark emotional funny hopeful inspiring relaxing medium-paced

5.0

nancyjzigler's review against another edition

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5.0

I've always had trouble reading poetry. I go to it when I realize I need to work harder on my fiction writing, on delivering at a sentence, word, even syllabic level--and usually I end more frustrated than where I started. Now, I can't claim to understand every line of this work, but the writing necessitated my desire to crack it open like a Faberge egg. It has so much love, and rubs so gingerly against nature and our role in it as people, especially when you feel like an outlier/outsider. I'll be giving this another read.

cefthy's review

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3.0

first half was a 2.5 second was a 4. I love a hardcover poetry collection though! Sarabande has brilliant designers.

wcsheffer's review

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4.0

Sumptuous and lovely poems about longing and love.

alexandraidonea's review

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5.0

Poetry has always been difficult for me - I love it but it's almost never quite what I want it to be. I was lucky enough to be brought to see Jenny Johnson by my boyfriend last weekend at the Word Barn in southern NH, and was blown away by her - performance? sharing? giving? - of her work to us. It was shattering, it was skipping, it was sneaking, and just at any moment when I thought "this poem is not for me" she would use a word, turn a phrase, drop her voice, lilt it up - and it was the perfect poem. I didn't hear her read it there, but the title poem is my favourite. I gave this collection to one of my best friends, who, like Jenny, loves women - but her poetry is for everyone, not only the community of which she is firmly a part. Her images of nature, the way she evokes forests and city bridges, snuggling birds and playing elephants - her delight in the world is evident, even if it is an imperfect and fragile world in which we live.
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