Euphoria

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Filled with various poems and topics, this collection will surely give you different emotions, ones which you wouldn't experience otherwise. At first I felt this book was a little slow paced and simple, but sticking with it showed me how amazing it was. Plath is interrupted by a crow – an avatar for Hughes – but she carries on, and in doing so comes to a new realisation about how she, “a young, beautiful promise”, was used to “cover up the rotten, the dead”. Photograph: Harry Ogden/Courtesy Mortimer Rare Book Collection, Smith College, Northampton, Massachusetts View image in fullscreen Plath’s relationship with Ted Hughes is vividly captured in Euphoria. This may sound excessive quoted out of context, but Cullhed succeeds in showing the miraculousness of creation: the move from a blank page to something and the gradual understanding of what this something is.

Yousaf's Euphoria is a polyphonic, poly-visual journey that ruminates on the human experience from multiple vantage points.Each poem was beautifully written and was like releasing a breath of toxic air to clear your lungs to inhale fresh air.

The audacity is necessary: without overpowering confidence of the kind on display here, there would be no point doing this at all. Deliveries to destinations outside Australia are made by DHL courier, and cannot be made to post office boxes. I recommend to all those interested in this new style of poetry, which is written in few lines but resonates and relates deeply to many situations today.

It becomes clear here that the real question is about freedom: how much freedom should anyone have to take, how much can they bear? I wrote until my insides were hollowed out, until all of me felt like my body was an arch that threw my soul out like the kind of innards that would lurch into a toilet. we'll he's not exactly a good dude so there could be more to this poem (and why would choosing to breathe would be 1.

And I think Cullhed succeeds in creating a book for our times, translated into English with just the right mixture of casualness and lyricism by Jennifer Hayashida; this isn’t yet another dissection of a time long past.

Think of the poem Nick and the Candlestick, in which Plath, walking with a candlestick to her son’s bedroom, becomes a miner alongside “waxy stalactites”, the baby’s room a womb exuding “black bat airs”. from start to finish, miss charlotte has held me captive in her beautifully written book- like truly, the writing is just so poetic and dreamy and romantic and i felt like every page had something worth highlighting.