My Vibrating Vertebrae: and other poems Kindle Edition
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- ASIN : B01HA8Q116
- Publisher : Weaverback Press (June 18, 2016)
- Publication date : June 18, 2016
- Language : English
- File size : 351 KB
- Text-to-Speech : Enabled
- Screen Reader : Supported
- Enhanced typesetting : Enabled
- X-Ray : Not Enabled
- Word Wise : Enabled
- Print length : 69 pages
- Page numbers source ISBN : 1534799079
- Lending : Enabled
- Best Sellers Rank: #3,765,806 in Kindle Store (See Top 100 in Kindle Store)
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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.
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.
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.
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.
Top reviews from other countries
The verses about the Troubles made me think. I could feel the pain in the words. "What matters is the depth of God's sighs."
There are memories that I seem to remember through my own mother and grandmothers' tales, of a time now gone and a world awakening before a young woman's eyes.
And the story of the Old, Old Man had me in tears.
Published by her son as a labour of love, in tribute to his mother, Agnes Mae Graham's work stands up all on its own.
I mention the humorous poetry first because they provide a nice balance between the more serious poems that focus upon Ireland's troubled times that give pause to reflect.
A most excellent and well-balanced presentation.