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Summary: 3 stars but would I have ever cared
Review: bla bla bla, poetry for the poet. Nothing to interesting for college students and yet this author is touring colleges like the Grateful Dead in its hayday. Listen, some of this is interesting and some is just over my head. Other poems are arrogant and the structure is loose, and threadbare. Some poetry can make you snicker with irony or snarl from the gut. This feels like each poem has an idea, which is cut in half, ensuing a second line with double the idea, only to be doubled exponentially etc... through the last line. I felt like it was a cheap and at times lame product that should have been more concise and made into a novel.
Rating:
Summary: 3 stars but would I have ever cared
Review: bla bla bla, poetry for the poet. Nothing to interesting for college students and yet this author is touring colleges like the Grateful Dead in its hayday. Listen, some of this is interesting and some is just over my head. Other poems are arrogant and the structure is loose, and threadbare. Some poetry can make you snicker with irony or snarl from the gut. This feels like each poem has an idea, which is cut in half, ensuing a second line with double the idea, only to be doubled exponentially etc... through the last line. I felt like it was a cheap and at times lame product that should have been more concise and made into a novel.
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Summary: She's playing tennis with the net down
Review: I don't read poetry on a regular basis, but I loved this book of work by Adrienne Rich. Every time I page through it I find something new to catch my eye.
Rating: 
Summary: Lovely, sharp language
Review: I don't read poetry on a regular basis, but I loved this book of work by Adrienne Rich. Every time I page through it I find something new to catch my eye.
Rating:
Summary: She's playing tennis with the net down
Review: Terrible feminist propaganda that trashes any and all men even if they consider themselves to be feminist. No rhyme, no meter except in her really early stuff, which is the only tolerable bit in the entire book. "A woman in the shape of a monster
a monster in the shape of a woman
the skies are full of them" need I say more? Elitist garbage that can't hold a candle to Thomas, Poe, Tennyson, Dickinson, Yeats, Plath, Eliot, and you can probably include yourself in this list. If you actually enjoy reading this, take out a personal ad or load a gun - one of the two...with everything out there, don't waste your time on this rubish.
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