This piece written several years ago, but which I decided to redo, was inspired by a quote by author John Green from his novel, The Fault In Our Stars, "I fell in love the way you fall asleep; slowly, and then all at once." Click on image to hear my voice.
So this last year, though I didn't read too much fiction, I read a lot of poetry, most of which was from poets I had never read before. Here are my favourite poetry books of those I read in 2023 (trigger warnings I noticed in the read more).
Bright Dead Things by Ada Limón (5/5)
An intimate, beautifully sincere look into a vulnerable space of life, loss, love, and lust. Limón expresses herself with exquisite language, without the aftertaste of pretence. I had never read Limón's work previously, but I will be looking at her back catalogue.
C+nto & Othered Poems by Joelle Taylor (4.5/5)
I had never read Joelle Taylor before; however, it became evident almost immediately that she is an extremely skilled and experienced poet and wordsmith. Taylor's writing is intentional and powerful, with times of both great beauty and brutality. The collection itself is centred around reflecting on butch counterculture.
Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised by Alice Te Punga Somerville (4.5/5)
Always Italicised is a wonderful collection centred around a visually powerful concept of italicising foreign (non-native) words following the suggestion that foreign (non-English) words should be italicised in a fantastic act of malicious compliance. The primary focus is on colonisation and Te Punga Somerville's experience as a Māori writer and scholar in Aotearoa. Reflecting on the loss of language, the stigma and the historical oppression that Maori people have experienced/continue to experience as a consequence of colonisation.
The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi (4.5/5)
This book has my favourite title of the year and the poetry lives up to it. My previous experience with Choi was in her spoken word work and I found this collection just as enjoyable, I listened to her narration on audiobook while reading along and found the poems to be beautifully reflective, personal, and rich in atmosphere.
Flèche by Mary Jean Chan (4/5)
Chan's short collection is complex and interesting, she mainly reflects on her relationship with her mother, and her experiences as a queer person of colour. The collection feels raw in a beautiful and occasionally painful way.
The Trees Witness Everything by Victoria Chang (4/5)
Another banger of a title. I really loved the imagery in Chang's writing. She writes with intent and skill which is obvious from the get-go. While I struggled to connect with this collection on an emotional level I still was in awe of it on a technical level.
Bright Dead Things by Ada Limón
Graphic: Grief, Death, Death of parent, and Terminal illness
Moderate: Animal death, Racial slurs, Xenophobia, and Racism
Minor: Alcoholism and Drug abuse
C+nto & Othered Poems by Joelle Taylor
Graphic: Hate crime, Death, Lesbophobia, Homophobia, and Violence
Moderate: Misogyny, Sexual assault, and Sexual violence
Always Italicise: How to Write While Colonised by Alice Te Punga Somerville
Graphic: Colonisation
Moderate: Racism
Minor: Miscarriage
The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On by Franny Choi
Graphic: Death, Xenophobia, War, Racism, Violence, Grief, Police brutality, Sexual assault, and Colonisation
Moderate: Sexual violence, Sexism, Suicide, Rape, and Police brutality
Flèche by Mary Jean Chan
Graphic: Homophobia, Lesbophobia, and Racism
Moderate: Mental illness and Self harm
The Trees Witness Everything by Victoria Chang
Moderate: Death
I really can't overstate the delight it was to get this amazing reading from the absolute legend Alan Tudyk, who suggested I name this poem "Smartypants" ... I didn't do that, but I am still knocked out by how amazing he is here, flawless and 100% fully in character as Harry Vanderspiegel from Resident Alien.
Hozier kept so many of us afloat during the pandemic lockdown, bringing beauty and comfort through his favorite poems and readings in real time, every Friday. These readings are a true testament to the power of the spoken word and the meaningful connections we can make with each other when we share the things that bring us joy.
Pick a piece of wood floating in the river and follow it down the current with your glance, keeping the eyes constantly on it, without getting ahead of the current. This is the way poetry should be read: at the pace of a line.
— Vera Pavlova, "Heaven Is Not Verbose: A Notebook." Translated by Steven Seymour. (via Poetry Foundation and via Whiskey River)
Ted Joans ("Jazz is my religion, and Surrealism is my point of view") reading his poetry at the Bizarre coffee shop, 1959. The Bizarre Coffee Shop was located at 106 West 3rd Street. It later became the Bizarre Cafe, where Andy Warhol discovered the Velvet Underground.
Photo: Burt Glinn via Magnum Photos/All That's Interesting