- File Size: 351 KB
- Print Length: 69 pages
- Page Numbers Source ISBN: 1534799079
- Publisher: Weaverback Press (June 18, 2016)
- Publication Date: June 18, 2016
- Sold by: Amazon Digital Services LLC
- Language: English
- ASIN: B01HA8Q116
- Text-to-Speech: Enabled
- Word Wise: Enabled
- Lending: Enabled
- Amazon Best Sellers Rank: #1,578,412 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
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My vibrating vertebrae and other poems is a collection of delightful, rhyming poems that fall into this category. The collection features poems about people discovering inner strength, courage and overcoming adversity as well as delighting in the small pleasures and joys of everyday life in Ireland, before and after the Troubles. Each poem is packaged with sharp wit and an all encompassing humour which highlight the poets uncanny ability to pierce right to the heart of the matter.
I enjoyed each and every poem in this collection with my personal favourites being Ulster’s Shame and The Terror and Tears.
This verse form Ulster’s Shame gave me goosebumps:
“The empty streets, the broken glass,
the vacant car-parks, the crumbling halls.
The smoke spirals on the skyline,
the blood stained footpaths and bullet spattered walls.”
This extract from The Terror and Tears gave me the shivers:
“You, who are on the evildoer’s side,
remember, our God both sees and hears.
The horrors you do, the deaths you cause,
you shall one day know the terror, and shed tears.”
I have always retained five star ratings for poetry for the very famous and great poets like Shakespeare and Chaucer. Rightly or wrongly if feels to me that a collection of poetry would have to attain very heady heights to compete with these amazing works.
Certain of the poems in My Vibrating Vertebrae, however, made a big impression on me and wormed right into my mind and so I am giving this book of poetry a five star rating.
I was given the honour of editing and formatting this book, and from the first smile it gave me I realized what a gem of a collection it was. All about real life, from the bubbliest joys to the darkest despairs, this book of poetry will always be right at the top of my “read more than once, and often” pile. I highly recommend this book to all humans for smiles and introspection both.
It ends thus: “Godspeed to all my workmates, / To our dishy bosses great praise. / Perhaps, just perhaps, this poem of joy, / will get us all (yes, all) a raise.” I hope she got it!
An entertaining quick read that I heartily recommend.
She captures readers with her easy writing style and amusing, heartfelt, and eclectic mix of lovely poetry. I found this to be an enjoyable journey through the eyes and mind of this creative writer.
It is an incredible way to honor one's mother by publishing her work after her death. Thank you, Chris, for sharing your mother's legacy and talent.
As stated in the dedication, the poems span decades of Agnes’ life in 20th Century Northern Ireland, offering a flavor of Irish dialect as she puts to paper her loves, hopes, and dreams.
Two of my favorites are Nonsense Rhyme and The Women’s Rural. I can well imagine Nonsense Rhyme being read to a child who, perhaps not understanding all the words, would burst into giggles at the ending. And as I read The Women’s Rural, I delighted in the feeling of sisterhood and community it conveyed, a sorely needed phenomenon in our contemporary western society.
How Agnes must have been dearly loved by her children, Lorna and Chris, for them not only to have kept her poetry, but then to have braved the waves of indie publishing to make sure their mother had a voice in the world.
More than reading Agnes’ spirited words, I was deeply touched by the love shared between a mother and her children. I am grateful that Chris and Lorna chose to share Agnes Mae Graham with the world.