book reviews

Reviews of the best poetry books, collections and anthologies; discover poems and up-and-coming poets across all cultures, genres and themes.

The Reason We Write
I write to figure out what I'm thinking. When I put my thoughts into words, My mind feels peaceful and clear. Writing lets me share feelings.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
Silent Architects
We create from the empty space with shaky hands. Filling up nothingness that no one can explain. Our thoughts turn into bridges, weak yet real.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
Echoes of Me
I speak in echoes that no one hears. Words softly bouncing off invisible walls. They linger, fold, and twist inside.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
A New Kind of Magic
I thought I knew what wonder was, In sunsets, and in seas, But then I saw you recognize, The rustling of the trees.
By The 9x Fawdi2 months ago in Poets
Pieces of You
I still feel the weight of your hand in mine. The quiet moments where words were unnecessary remain etched in my heart. Your laughter echoes through the empty corners of my mind, a sound I cannot touch but cannot forget.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
The Silence Between
I walk through the rooms, Empty now, yet full of memory. The walls remember what I cannot. Every corner holds a whisper of you.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
Fading Light
The room is empty. Shadows stretch across the walls. I sit on the floor and breathe. The air tastes of memory and dust.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
Why I Write
I write because it helps me understand myself. When I place my thoughts into words, everything becomes easier to see. Writing gives me a quiet space where I can think clearly and express feelings that are hard to speak out loud.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
The Quiet Makers
We shape our visions with steady hands. Forming truths that only we can understand. Within stillness, our voices rise.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
US military planning for divided Gaza with ‘green zone’ secured by international and Israeli troops
The US is planning for the long-term division of Gaza into a “green zone” under Israeli and international military control, where reconstruction would start, and a “red zone” to be left in ruins.
By AHMED KAZEKA2 months ago in Poets
Ink and Bones
We are made of ink and bones. Fingers stained with stories no one knows. Each word is a spark, a piece of soul. Each sentence is a bridge to something whole.
By Emily2 months ago in Poets
Hidden Lanterns
I light the lanterns, but no one will see them. Flickering in the corners of my mind. Each glow is a thought I can’t speak,
By Emily2 months ago in Poets