Balboa Press
ISBN 9781504309363
RRP $14.99
Yes, you already know it if you have read this blog before. I am a self-confessed nerd and was as a child as well. I didn’t just love reading as in stories, I revelled in information books and I LOVED poetry. I still have two poetry books my Mum included in birthday presents; I usurped my older brother’s poetry text books the minute he was done with them. I’ve written it, I won a prize in high school for it and I love teaching it.
So when my friend Hélène recently published her book of poetry I was dead keen to read it. As luck would have it there was an afternoon this week when I was far from feeling 100%, it was rainy and I went to bed like a diva to recover and began to read. Is there anything quite as soothing as poetry for an aching soul? Contrary to Hélène I have no aversion to free verse, indeed it is often my preference but I could certainly well appreciate the rhythm and cadence of Hélène’s verse.
She began writing as a child, has always written and has honed her craft as a member of various groups, as well as performing/presenting in various venues. She brings the wealth of her life experience to her work. Child of immigrant parents, challenges, highs and lows, family, children, travel and more are reflected in her writing.
This volume of eclectic pieces is categorised by themes such as Nature, Inspired by Beach and Farewells & Memories. Throughout we can share Hélène’s emotions and relate these to our own experiences, although not all.
I think of all that I enjoyed in this, one particular poem stood alone for me in it’s simple poignancy but depths of ‘story’.
Buttons
War came to her door in Belgrade;
She refused
To clean snow-laden streees;
Driven away
In German trucks
Leaving her half-eaten chocolate bar
On the table;
Interned,
Slave labour,
Punching out unknown metal objects,
Moved,
Un-asked;
Another camp,
Sewing,
Buttons, buttons, buttons
On German uniform trousers,
Fifty-two buttons on each pair,
Every day,
Every night;
For the rest of her life my mother hated buttons.
Well done Hélène and thank you for allowing me the privilege!
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