This piece was the first poetry book I read in maybe forever.
My memories about this art take me back to my childhood, where I seem to recall that well-constructed poems have to rhyme (at least one verse needs to rhyme with another) but this perspective is seen through the eyes of child and is very basic.
I found this poetry book wonderful. I realised I could understand it, and found out that there is a rhythm to each piece and that they don’t need to necessarily rhyme in the traditional sense of the word.
I found out it is a different and beautiful way to tell a story and disguise a few truths.
I found out that it can be very provocative and in your face, and at the same time, be very subtle and move you.
I found out there are no rules. All this from a tiny little book!!