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A review by helterskelliter
Finna: Poems by Nate Marshall
5.0
“you know what i’m saying
whole time i’m bending the language
like a bow every arrow is spinning itself
a new sharp tip...” (64)
This is a beautiful and profound collection of poetry written to describe the lived experiences it embodies. It’s rhythm is free, literally moving as your lips sway and your mouth turns to take in each in line. It’s not better but it’s a beat.
I really like this poetry and I appreciate Marshall’s blending of the “standard” with the “not”, his critique of this evaluation of who and what matters. “who you believe in is a matter of who you mattered to.” (94) This collection is not simply a challenge or an affront but a declaration. It says I am here and I am proud. It says so in its own tongue. It’s own voice at its own volume. “all mine.” (100)
whole time i’m bending the language
like a bow every arrow is spinning itself
a new sharp tip...” (64)
This is a beautiful and profound collection of poetry written to describe the lived experiences it embodies. It’s rhythm is free, literally moving as your lips sway and your mouth turns to take in each in line. It’s not better but it’s a beat.
I really like this poetry and I appreciate Marshall’s blending of the “standard” with the “not”, his critique of this evaluation of who and what matters. “who you believe in is a matter of who you mattered to.” (94) This collection is not simply a challenge or an affront but a declaration. It says I am here and I am proud. It says so in its own tongue. It’s own voice at its own volume. “all mine.” (100)