book reviews
Reviews of the best poetry books, collections and anthologies; discover poems and up-and-coming poets across all cultures, genres and themes.
Love or Stockholm Syndrome
Was it love or Stockholm Syndrome You always kept me home I never realized it ‘til now How bad you were for me I thought I loved you
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMatrix Poetry
When writing this poetry, I wanted to play with the idea that the character of Eleanor is viewed as a stand-in figure for God by Marie. So that the actions that Marie takes within the narrative are considered justifiable actions in the name of reaching "God's" graces. Something to keep in mind is that when the poems refer to God as "them" it's about Eleanor, and when it refers to "The Lord" or "Him" it is about the Christian God, as Matrix is a story about Marie de France.
Bri JenkinsPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMoroccan Couscous
Moroccan Couscous: History and Preparation Moroccan couscous is one of the most famous and delicious dishes that reflect the culture and traditions of Morocco. It's a meal that combines the flavors of grains, rich spices, and well-seasoned meats or vegetables. In this article, we will explore the history of Moroccan couscous and how to prepare it.
ILYASS ELYAHIAOUIPublished 8 months ago in PoetsMY MOTHER
In the garden of life, my mother's love blooms, A radiant sunbeam, dispelling all gloom. Her gentle touch, a soothing breeze's caress,
JIMOH ISSAPublished 8 months ago in PoetsColors
You will find her looking up at the light blue sky Surrounded by grey, lifeless figures all lost and awry her cheery red lips scream for mercy but not a word
Dole AyomidePublished 8 months ago in PoetsEveryday is a Challenge
Everyday is a challenge Some days we win Some days we lose But even then we win If we pay attention There’s always a lesson to be learned
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsThe Unaskable Question
Sitting here Wanting to ask an unaskable question Oh the hesitation What if it’s the answer I want What if it’s the other
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsWho Speaks for the Moon?
Who speaks for the moon When the books are removed Who will whistle our tune Who will tell our tale when our tails are hidden
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsI Want To Be Lame With You
I want to be lame with you I want to hold your hand As we walk through the morning dew I want to just sit and do all the nothing
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in PoetsEternal Dance of Dreams
In moonlit realms where stars embrace the night, A tapestry of dreams takes wistful flight. In whispered sighs, the world begins to sway,
Whispers of Yesteryears
In dusty volumes, secrets lie concealed, A treasure trove of tales from times revealed. With ink and quill, the words of olden days,
A Different Kind of Drunk
When I drink The intruders they come out For months and years they mount Bubbling to the surface Sometimes they make me think I’m great
Atomic HistorianPublished 8 months ago in Poets