A review by bluejayreads
Sweeping Beauty: Contemporary Women Poets Do Housework by

3.75

I have not read much poetry, and it's not usually what I gravitate towards. But I was drawn to the topic of this book because I actually appreciate housework. (It's a great combination of physicality and solitude - nobody's bothering me while I'm scrubbing splattered spaghetti sauce off the stove.) So I was excited to see both the good (aforementioned physicality and solitude; the pleasure of a well-cared-for home and of having a home at all) and the bad (it never ends; the persistent gender dynamics of who does it) of housework explored in poetry. And like any collection of anything, there were some I liked more than others. "Perhaps the World Ends Here" snagged my brain and pulled me up hard. "A Man in My Bed Like Cracker Crumbs" used housekeeping as a metaphor and I didn't love it. "Upper Peninsula Landscape with Aunts" didn't do it for me from a poetry angle, but I found the subject itself engaging and true-to-life. But I did devour this book in a single evening, found a lot to appreciate it, and spent the rest of the night imagining how my own housework experiences (getting meat out to thaw for tomorrow's dinner, putting away clean dishes, putting away the miscellaneous things that didn't end up where they belonged throughout the day) could be made into a poem. I even considered writing this review as a poem, but I am not good at poetry and it didn't work. So I'd say on the whole it's a solid collection and a good read. 
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