Growth by Karin Cox
My Rating: 2.5 Stars
Received: Free ebook off amazon
This collection of Cox’s finest poems—some previously published in anthologies around the world, others new; some rhyming, some free form—delivers beautiful sentiments, melancholy moments and some delightfully lyrical figurative language, all while charting the poet’s personal growth over several years.
While introspective, Cox’s work avoids self-obsession by interspersing political and broader global themes with the personal. What results is a whimsical anthology that brings to mind the challenges of just being human and fitting into a world that sometimes feels like a tight squeeze.
I didn’t particularly enjoy this poetry collection. The poems didn’t speak to me and I just couldn’t seem to feel anything while I was reading. However there was one poem that did get my attention and that I enjoyed and I want to talk about that poem and why out of all of them this one was the one I liked the most.
Picture of my Niece
She sits—a grain of sand, a shadow on the beach,
life’s haul of shiny, flapping things before her feet,
with eyes that tumble like the sea to childish thoughts and innocence beyond the adult reach.
Her pointed finger, parted smile,
a jaunty hat cocked on her fair-curled head,
I gaze at her awhile,
and my thoughts linger, on the fish she pokes, so still and dead.
Yet she is so alive, with so much joy, it radiates to me from far away,
and then I want to be near her, to tell them: “Perhaps I shall be back now any day.”
I enjoy this poem because of its dark imagery so drastically different from the other poems in this collection. The imagery something you don’t often think about or see and it makes it remarkably unique. However, I do not understand the point of that very last line that feels unnatural in the story of the rest of the poem.
I think that my only other problem with this poem and many of the others is that the poet writes her poetry like she is telling us exactly what it means instead of letting us come to our own conclusions. Her poetry is often too on the nose for its own good and while it has potential as it is now it brings the reader out from the story.
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-Till next time!