Saturday, October 8, 2011
Book Review: Write about an Empty Birdcage (TW for bulimia)
As the back blurb states, the poems are a mix of "full-open swing of spoken word [and] academia"; she talks about her struggle and survival of bulimia in "B-Poem", with haunting lines like "I want to say this,/because we are not pigs./...with fear of my own power".
She describes what it was like being with a woman after being with men for several years in the poem "Confession, After Everything":
When my body finally said yes,
to women, it was muffled-in-
muff yes. It was a suckled
into nipple-after-nipple yes.
It was a loud popping yes,
wet yes, red yes, yes after years
without. I almost didn't think
of you at all.
Another favorite line is from the poem "Horizon, One Morning I Watched You"; "Isn't there a kind of violence/to the inevitability/of sunrise?"
The collection is beautiful and haunting and a fine debut from a great new poet.