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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
A poetic journey well worth taking!,
By Cheri Crystal (Eastern United States) - See all my reviews
This review is from: Under the Fig Tree (Paperback)
"Under the Fig Tree," by Emily Reed, is an inspiring collection of poetry commemorating one woman's journey through life, and the words pour out of her heart with perfect rhyme and reason. This fine collection of poems ignites the senses and tells a story, thus making it a memorable reading experience.
In modern society, poetry is often treated like a second-class citizen to fiction, possibly even third class, if you add non-fiction to the mix. It is common for small lesbian presses to discourage poets since the market makes it difficult to cover their expenses. There are calls for submissions, for example, in erotica anthologies, which will consider poetry, but not encourage it. Unfortunately, the demand for poetry has dwindled, and one cannot fault publishers for giving readers what they want and for not embarking on a risky venture. However, Reed's collection in Under the Fig Tree has something for everyone. Reed writes about love, lust, hatred, and fear, in a way that's easy to assimilate and difficult to dismiss. I admit guilt when it comes to seeking poetry for my personal library, but it's time to rekindle the desire for this oft forgotten art form, which isn't as easy to write as it looks. "Under the Fig Tree" is a great place to start because it gives even the most resistant poet in all of us a dose of magic in a way we can relate to, because the power and beauty touches our heart. Reed's style is catchy; it reads like the lyrics to a favorite song. Her poetry gets right to the point. She doesn't beat around the bush, unless you want her to, as in the erotic poem, The Burning Bush. The Burning Bush (poetry reproduced with expressed permission by the author) I took my shoes from off my feet, I took the rest off too I stood before the burning bush Prepared to worship you. I knelt down on my knees in awe I bent my head down low I looked upon the burning bush And felt the fire grow. I put my hand inside the fire I felt the scorching heat I felt the flames engulfing me With no thought of retreat. I ventured then to taste the fire I licked the tongues of flame I worshipped at the burning bush Not stopping 'til you came. I saw the bush was not consumed Although it burned with fire It must indeed be holy ground The font for my desire. Some critics would say that any poem which is easy to understand in its entirety, and that doesn't make learned scholars spend countless decades pondering the true meaning as intended by the author has less literary merit. Clearly, they have not read poetry merely for the joy of melodious words, the raw emotions with which she speaks, such as Emily Reed writes in Under the Fig Tree. Nor have they come away with Reed's pleasingly metrical verse, which inspires the reader to look at poetry in a different light. Poems so powerful in their message, as in Regrets. Regrets Our mortality nips at our heels But fools that we are, we ignore it We see it strike out at our friends And then we decry and abhor it. We squander our time on this earth We waste precious moments we're given But thinking of her at death's door I wonder. By what are we driven? By plans to accumulate cash By living for others' opinion By hoping to live out our dreams Before we approach Death's dominion. But the future is not guaranteed And Death lies around the next corner I don't want to die with regrets I cry for myself as I mourn her. The careful way Reed assembled the poems speaks clearly of an underlying mission to tell a story, to depict the journey. From chapter one, Dates, as in the dried fruit, but really, the synonym, courtship rituals, are delicacies that build to sustenance. Dates to pomegranates to vines, figs, olives, and finally to wheat and barley surely provides substance. For poems that speak of truth, offer hope, try to make sense of the injustices of the world, and make you feel, don't pass the poetry by where it sits upon a shelf. Do something totally worthwhile for yourself. Read "Under the Fig Tree" by Emily Reed, you'll be glad that you did, you'll be glad you listened to me. But don't take my word for it. Find out for yourself. Next time you're in a book-buying mood, take "Under the Fig Tree" order it.
1 of 1 people found the following review helpful:
5.0 out of 5 stars
Beautiful collection of wonderful poems,
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This review is from: Under the Fig Tree (Paperback)
I hadn't read poetry in 20 years and am so glad I bought this collection. It is a delightful mix of playful, romantic and dramatic. Excellent writing. This is a collection that you will want to keep on your bedside table or coffee table to pick up when you have a time to relax and enjoy some excellent prose.
Don't miss this writer or this book. from the publisher's web site - Under the Fig Tree encompasses a wide range of topics, from love to humor to world events. |
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Under the Fig Tree by Emily Reed (Paperback - July 20, 2004)
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