Selling Manhattan | 
panFinally finished this book but ultimately begrudgingly. I really had my hopes high for this one for some reason. I wanted to discover an under appreciated book but sadly it wasn‘t the case... this collection of poems simply never had consistency. I would like the love poems but then the poet would play with other themes/forms and it simply threw me off. Typically I would give a book a second chance but I don‘t think my mind will change this time..
“We scratch in dust with sticks,
dying of homesickness
for when, where, what.”
There‘s just something about the simple statements that were given that just read well and made me ponder and that for me is a start for a poem to make me interested. There‘s a Wanting, a sense of trying to relive a precious moment that I can relate and makes me think of the past and what I‘d like to relive...
Not sure how I‘m going to feel about this book (as it‘s not as contemporary as I‘m used to) but a poem caught my eye so here‘s to hoping the best of this poetry collection 🤞🏽🤓
