Night Ringing - Laura Foley
5 Stars!
ABOUT THE BOOK -
Sensual language and alliterative verses make this poetic celebration of traumas and triumphs a meaningful read. Poet Laura Foley’s strong fifth collection, Night Ringing, ruminates on romance and family via autobiographical free verse.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR -
Laura Foley is the author of five poetry collections. The Glass Tree won the Foreword Book of the Year Award, Silver, and was a Finalist for the New Hampshire Writer’s Project, Outstanding Book of Poetry. Joy Street won the Bi-Writer’s Award. Her poems have appeared in journals and magazines including Valparaiso Poetry Review, Inquiring Mind, Pulse Magazine, Poetry Nook, Lavender Review, The Mom Egg Review and in the British Aesthetica Magazine. She won Harpur Palate’s Milton Kessler Memorial Poetry Award and the Grand Prize for the Atlanta Review’s International Poetry Contest.
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MY THOUGHTS -
I love poetry and I love poetry books that tell a story. I loved this book! I loved the story in the poems. I meant only to read a few but I couldn't put it down and found myself reading the whole book!
This is a collection of very heartfelt - sometimes sad, sometimes joyous, always raw and truthful and gutsy! This take you on a journey through a woman's life, good times and bad. Through only these short poems I really felt like I got to know her. I felt for her. Is that possible with something so short? Well I guess it is if the author is good enough.
These poems are beautifully written each has so much depth but easy enough to understand. It really does read like an autobiography. I am sure this is one poem book that I will be reading again... maybe even tonight!
Not Drowning
On my back like a corpse, enjoying buoyancy,
I drift downstream as Amtrak, hooting, passes over.
I'm waving at passengers from the city,
who peer out their little windows, down at me.
I wave so they'll know I'm not dead,
but floating.
All my life I've been waving
to passengers passing,
all my life I've been swimming,
not drowning.
Thank you Worldwind Virtual Book Tours for sending me this book for my honest review.
On my back like a corpse, enjoying buoyancy,
I drift downstream as Amtrak, hooting, passes over.
I'm waving at passengers from the city,
who peer out their little windows, down at me.
I wave so they'll know I'm not dead,
but floating.
All my life I've been waving
to passengers passing,
all my life I've been swimming,
not drowning.
Thank you Worldwind Virtual Book Tours for sending me this book for my honest review.
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