Do you like... poewtry?|
I don't know much about poetry.
Not as much as I should. But the machineries at work beneath it are a bit of a mystery to me.
So, how lovely to enjoy Kyla Ward's new collection, Land of Bad Dreams. I don't know poetry, rhymes and scansion and that sort of are thing outside my experience. But a turn of phrase you could flense with, a delicious image, a sense of humor that wears a black hood, those are things I understand.
A cryptic delight, aching with an antiquarian's eye for those of you who like things with a nighttime gleaming, you would enjoy it.
This month, don't buy that novel with the guy with the laser beam on the cover. Leave that story about a plucky supernatural-puncher in love with a penanggallan for another day. Track down Kyla's book and give it a read.