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Reading While It's Raining
I like reading in the summer too, especially by the pool, because when you get too warm you can take a dive to cool off. Honestly, I like reading all the time. However, that doesn't really fit in the poem. I don’t have a favourite book. There are just too many to choose from. However, I’m reading Sara Pascoe’s book Animal currently, which is really funny. It’s weird. When I was younger, I hated reading because my mum would always make me finish one book before starting another. I loved films a lot more when I was younger until I went to Sixth form and realised that if you find something you’re interested in, you could read anything to do with the topic. I know I really like dramas and sci-fi film films, but I don’t know if I prefer the same genre of books.
By Victoria-Louise Sweet8 years ago in Poets
What’s Really Inside
Have you ever felt like if you didn’t belong.. to a point where you happen to always be wrong? It’s as if nobody sees what’s really inside.. it’s so painful you have to hide. But yet you still go on with your life with mistakes just trying to make it right. There’s always a darkness screaming your name, day and night. Telling you that what’s wrong is right. You act strong so everyone can see. When really inside your just so weak. You laugh and laugh like there’s no tomorrow. But really those laughs are sorrows. You try so hard not to make a scene. But then that backfires and you end with a scream. You walk around saying you don’t care when in reality your saying life’s not fair. You pretend as if it’s whatever when really you just want to get better.
By 8 years ago in Poets
Book Review: Emily Corwin - 'Tenderling'
Like the faeries and sirens of traditional lore, Corwin's poetry is as dangerous as it is beautiful. Her writing has the rhythm of a folktale and the surreal logic of a dream, with intertwining themes and repeated symbols. She holds up a magic mirror in which we can see royalty reflected as monsters, virtue as vice, and fiction as truth. Like Alice Through the Looking Glass, we find ourselves in a distorted wonderland, at once whimsical and yet frightening. Corwin's skill is making the fantastic seem familiar, and the mundane seem magical. There is a deep pathos to her poetry: She explores fear, desire, and even humor with subtle wordplay, double entendres, innuendos, and hidden meanings. Consider the following verse:
By Cheryl Lynn8 years ago in Poets
