An interesting, thoughtful and meaningful array of great poetry…
Lost in Quatrain is wonderful collection of poetry that covers a vast range of theme and subject matter from race, culture, political and faith with pretty much everything in between.
Through the many poems; all of which range in length and structure the reader is taken on a journey that resonates the sometimes poignant or meaningful recollections and thoughts of Adiela Akoo. Many of them are short but still carry a powerful message while others are longer, from a few lines all the way to a few pages there is pretty much everything a poem should be in this book.
‘Coupling’ is definitely a poem I could relate to as a creative and of course I have to mention ‘Whiplash’ for it’s unique structure. I found the humour in ‘Drunken Man’ along with a great appreciation for ‘Race with the Wind’ amongst many others
For anyone who is a fan of poetry or has an open mind to it I highly recommend this book.
5 Stars – Disclaimer: I was provided with a free e-copy of this title in exchange for a review, thank you to the author for providing that copy!
Exams aren’t the only way to measure success,
I should know because I’ve faced that stress.
It isn’t about where you are now,
More like what’s next and how.
Find your passion from politics to art,
All that matters is that you start.
So what if you didn’t make the grade,
Over time the bad feelings fade.
What happens next and what to do,
Now that is something which is up to you,
I survived that tale and made it through,
So if I could do it, so can you…
Shout out to those receiving exam results today. No matter the result I always thought it was bullshit to have the apparent weight of the world on your shoulders especially as a mid-teen thinking those results would shape the rest of our lives. As scary as they made it sound, those results didn’t shape my life, everything else that happened afterwards did. Everyone finds their own success in the end…
Many of us create to beat the blues,
So don’t blame me for the 2 star reviews.
Something I made way back when,
Words I’ve moved on from since then.
Although it may still be a piece of me,
Publishing it set those words free.
A thousand days of thinking it through,
Just to create something for you.
My stuff may never be your cup of tea,
But it’s not for you, it’s for me…