Yeah, that pretty much sums up my experiences with poetry.
Yeah, that pretty much sums up my experiences with poetry.
'Excited, afraid, homeless, fat, dying, but at least if we made that first step we had somewhere to go, we had a purpose. And we really didn't have anything better to do at half past three on a Thursday afternoon than to start a 630-mile walk.'
“The road ahead isn‘t always easy, but there‘s always a way through.”
a tale of a family‘s journey through Jim Crow America, relying on the “Green Book” to find safety while traveling.
You can judge a book by the amount of tabs you use. I think there were times her word choices were a show of brains BUT as someone who used to live in not their birth country; I get her. I get the need to go. I get her faith journey and feelings. Angry or otherwise. I get the lessons. Though some of word choices I didn‘t like, well written. You see her as a person.
Like seemingly everyone else, I found out about this book through the (excellent) podcast, Backlisted. It was every bit as strange and compelling as they described it, like a walking tour of Kent directed by David Lynch, covering two centuries' worth of murder, depravity, and madness. In my experience there are few places with such sinister vibes as a decaying seaside town, and this book captures that feeling in spades.