2 stars

Not really my kind of poetry. I am always on the lookout for new poetry books. I found this in the Little Free Lending Library and was intrigued by Morrison’s reconfiguring the use of telegraphic phrases (each line ends with “stop”, “please”, or “advise”).

After reading the first page, I had a pretty good idea that this was not a good fit for me. The poems were okay, but seemed to lack a continuous theme or meaning. Various events come up multiple times, such as her father’s death, but everything just felt disjointed. I had no idea what was going on and the poem seemed to change from line to line. Morrison creates some beautiful lines, but they weren’t coherent for me. They didn’t create any big picture.

I prefer straightforward poetry. This is very airy and vague. One line in the book is, “fill a page with words never letting a single phrase form stop” and that feels like a good summary of the book as a whole.

It was an okay read, but it just wasn’t for me.