#2 Monsters at the Kitchen Sink by Weyodi Swan

[fukingprole.livejournal.com]

Monsters at the Kitchen Sink by Weyodi Swan is a small chapbook of poetry from Rose Rock Press that contains about 19 poems. The imagry in the poems are very strong and emotional. Monsters at the Kitchen Sink pulls from topics such as sex, love, self abuse, drug abuse and overdose, to the more mundane aspects of just trying to get by in life, as best as one can. This is probably one of my favourite poetry books that I own, and I reread it often.

There's no "back of the book" for me to retype, but I have permission to retype the first poem in the book:

Sometimes everything I know is wrong
Sometimes my throat is too dumb to make a sound
Sometimes the sky isn't big enough
Sometimes all I can do is lie back with my mouth open
and stare at the overwhelming nothing
None of my thoughts are new
All I have are the same old cliches about the curve of your jaw
/and the expanse of your shoulders
all the ones about how you always come through for me
no matter what
in a million thankless ways
even when you're on the edge yourself
So I stare up at you
open mouthed and stupid
while you labor above me
like the sky pressing down

EDIT: I can't seem to get the tags to work/show up. If you like tags, they're:
a: swan weyodi, poetry, native-american

Comments

[rosehiptea.livejournal.com]

I really like that poem and its imagery.

[fukingprole.livejournal.com]

*nods* yeah, and that's just the first one! There are some really amazing ones in there, but I didn't want to go nuts and start posting the whole book!