A Book Review of “The Keeper of Aeons” by Matthew MC Smith review from Spriha Kant

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Review of Matthew M. C. Smith’s book “The Keeper of Aeons”

                                                        Book Review by Spriha Kant

The title of the book “The Keeper of Aeons” speaks itself for the work the poet has done in this book.

The poet has beautifully painted all his poetries with metaphorical and personified strokes, influential to make the readers flow with them.

In a few poetries, the poet has recited mythological stories and beliefs, influential to drift readers into them, one of the poetries doing so is “Reunion,” quoting the following few stanzas from the poem:

“In the harbour, the sails are shrouds. The town 
  is a sleeping dog at its master’s feet. 
  They lie in the heat of night, dark forms 
  in silver light. With a gentle rise of wind, 
  the palace and Royal room are cooled 
  by the sea. She lies still, skin prickled, 
  her body barely betraying breath. 
  Her first finger rises, feels his ribs, 
  smooths a ridge of strung muscle 
  under his bow arm, a column of sinews.”

“Earlier, they crossed over, a pulsing, 
  a piling of limbs, a shine of two swords 
  clashing in Athena’s light; surging, 
  heaving, rhythms of rapture and fall”

The poet is from Swansea, Wales, and accomplished his Ph.D. in Robert Graves and Welsh Celticism from the University of Wales, Swansea in 2006. He has academic essays on Robert Graves published in The International Journal for Welsh writing in English. So, it is obvious to have a reflection of the Welsh culture, traditions, and customs, the beauties of the eminent landscapes, sacred places, and prehistoric caves present in Wales, and Welsh vocabulary in his poetries like a reflection of flora and sky in a pristine still river. The description of the beauties based on his keen observatory skills in his rivery poetries add the sun glitter by making the readers swim like ducks and wade like flamingos in his rivery poetries, showing a few shots of the sun glitter below:

“Is this the womb-temple, 
  the mouth of Annwn, 
  through ciphered rows of rocks?” 

“glint in glacier-ruins 
  where minnows flicker 
  in golden shallows”

“Step the green shelves – where shadows wind 
  and kinks of light kick as cupmarks bubble from a riven roof”

Showing glimpses of a few words used by the poet for one of the Welsh customs:  

“Horror a horse skull, bargain its bygone breath with death.
  The shock and shake of shell flays the air with its ribbon trail; 
  flails, tails, natters, rattles against glass, thumps, clunks doors ajar, 
  stealing heat to slate-sheen street.”

The poet’s attitude of flashing light on prehistoric species and objects while taking his readers on a ride to their prevailing state in the museums in synchronization with his emotions shows he is still a “fresh leaf,” on the fact that he completed his Ph.D. in 2006. However, this fresh leaf has also a deep love for prehistoric places and objects which is evident in the words he used in his poetry “Og of Coygan (Coygan Cave)”:

“When everything clears, eyes conjure images that twist in the spectrum.” 

The poet has also added different flavors in a few poems, including, satires, hard-hitting words, and recital of pathetic conditions influential to make the heart weep, quoting a few of the flavours below:

“Walk with cracked feet through heat 
  of the city. People cross as ghosts, drifting”

 “The low murmur of blood.”

“Tides are time’s erasure.”

“the paradox of human destruction versus quiet veneration”

A few poetries indicate the poet’s fascination towards “Space” which can be read in the following few stanzas from one of such poetries “What is Faith?”:

“It is knowing that nothing matters 
  that there is nothing else 

  but the dance of dust  
  around our bodies 

  and the speed 
  of light, impossibly fast 

  and far, which knows 
  no pain, an arrow without sentience. 

  That we were and are, 
  will be, so close 

  in moments uncounted, as we pass 
  through this carousel of space, 
 
  with hard laughter, 
  where lips are planets tilting 

  and limbs are luminous, 
  giant jets of cloud on axis, 

  against diamonds on black. 
  Our faith and belief are inside, 

  within, beyond each breath. 
  We, miracles of molecule, 

  with fingers that shape 
  and conduct our fervent whispers 

  to god.”

This book is a hair dyed in the streaks of archeology, nature, space, and mythology. However, there are a few poems vacuous of these streaks, such poems are scintillating like glittery hairpins in undyed black hair, one such poetry is “Winter Fever,” quoting a few following stanzas from the poetry:
   
“She kneels in silence, in a golden heart of light. 
  She is prayer, Angel. 

  Recovery is slow: veins blue, fingers white, 
  these hands, marmoreal.”

This book can be a reference for travel enthusiasts by giving them clues about the beautiful places to travel to in Wales. The poetries glittering with the beauties of the eminent landscapes present in Wales can prompt travel photographers to travel to Wales. This book can act as a root that can arouse interest in poetry and guide to writing poetry for all those untouched by poetry who are fascinated with space.  

Bios (Matthew M.C. Smith & Spriha Kant):

Matthew M. C. Smith (Poet):

Matthew M. C. Smith is a writer from Swansea, Wales. He completed a Ph.D. on Robert Graves and Welsh Celticism at the University of Wales, Swansea in 2006. He has academic essays on Robert Graves published in The International Journal for Welsh writing in English. 


Matthew is widely published with poetry and prose in Poetry Wales, The Lonely Crowd, Finished Creatures, Anti-Heroin Chic, Arachne Press, Atrium Poetry, Barren Magazine, Bold Magazine, Broken Spine Arts, Icefloe Press, Seventh Quarry, The Storms Journal, Fevers of the Mind, Bangor Literary Journal, Wales Haiku Journal, Green Ink, Twist in Time, and Acropolis Journal.
 
Matthew won the R.S. Thomas award for poetry at the Gwyl Cybi festival in 2018 and has been nominated for ‘Best of the Net’ three times by Icefloe Press, Acropolis Journal, and Broken Spine. He is the editor of Black Bough Poetry, the Silver Branch project, and the weekly online poetry platform TopTweetTuesday on Twitter. 
He published Origin: 21 Poems in 2018. The Keeper of Aeons is his second collection.

Spriha Kant (Poetess and Book Reviewer):

Spriha Kant is a poetess and a book reviewer. Her poetry "The Seashell" was first published online in the "Imaginary Land Stories." Her poetries have been published in anthologies including “Sing, Do the birds of Spring”, “A Whisper Of Your Love”, “Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan”, and “Bare Bones Writing Issue 1: Fevers of the Mind”. Her work has been featured in “SYNERGY: CALLING ALL WRITERS WHO ARE PHOTOGRAPHERS” on thewombwellrainbow.com. She has been featured in the “Quick-9 interview” on feversofthemind.com. She has reviewed four poetry books, including, “Silence From The Shadows” by Stuart Matthews “Spaces” by Clive Gresswell, and “Washed Away- a collection of fragments” by Shiksha Dheda, and “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” by Jeff Flesch. She has been a part of the events celebrating the launches of the books, one by Jeff Flesch for “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” and the other one by Paul Brookes for “As FolkTaleTeller.”  She has collaborated with David L O’ Nan on the poetry “The Doorsteps Series.”









Poetry Book Review of “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” by Jeff Flesch reviewed by Spriha Kant

Review of Jeff Flesch’s book “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow”

                                                    Book Review by Spriha Kant

“Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” is the debut poetry book by Jeff Flesch. This book is published by the publishing house “Experiments in Fiction” owned and edited by Ingrid Wilson. This book is a beautiful and deeply heartfelt collection of poetries. The beauty with which poetries twinkle with serenity in this book is reminiscent of the words of the sagacious poetess “Gabriela Marie Milton” in her poetry “Exiled” from her book “Woman: Splendor and Sorrow: Love Poems and Poetic Prose” which said “stars in your unbraided hair spread over still waters like lily pads.”

The poet has concocted each poem by combining imagery personifications, similes, and metaphors flowing in parallel to the feelings out of which a few even flows into the subconscious world a glimpse of which can be read in the following few words from the poetry “Neutral Stances”:

“dreams supplanted 
  by neutral stances 

 always awake me in the night 
 while anxieties are up, have taken flight 

into the heart 
of the mysteries, they call to me 
when time is not in sight”

The ingredients used in concocting the poems in this book are influential to make readers scuba-dive in the vicarious experiences.

The poet has painted all his poetries with the beautiful tinges of nature in which the serenity of the countryside is felt. The poet’s intent in painting so is to make the readers embrace the beauty of nature as evidenced in the following words from his poetry “Cosmic Arts”:

“have you ever tried to catch a glance of heaven?

 look around you now, and watch

as the sun comes up inside your heart 
 shining on everything within range of the cosmic 
 arts” 

The beauty of nature and the serenity of the countryside have somewhat now gone out of the range from the spaces of the hearts and minds of the people due to additions of hectic schedules and cut-throat competitions in the lifestyles of people so reading these poems is like feeling a cool breeze in a scorching heat. The poet should thus be highly admired for reviving the beauty of nature and serenity of the countryside amidst the generation living in the rush, busyness, and hustle and bustle of urban life.

While painting all his poems with the beautiful tinges of nature and the serenity of the countryside, the poet has not skipped blending any poem with the essence of its own. This peculiarity of this book forged by the poet is highly commendable.

Each poem perfuming with its essence recites its own story and whereabouts.

Some poems are filled with nostalgic essence, shedding light on a few words of one of such poems “Limbs and Leaves”:

“running my fingers over our names”

“the sun inside our hearts 
 for the remainder of our days”
The essence in some poems is illuminating with ambitions that can be read in the following words from the poem “Dream Sky”:

“continuing      
 to run free 

a dream the size of the sky, within me”

And many other essences are perfuming the poems. Thus, reading the poems in this book will be like sucking nectar from different flowers like a bee.

Bios:

Jeff Flesch (Poet):

Jeff Flesch lives in Corvallis, Oregon, and was voted the 2022 Spillwords Press Author of the Month for January and February. He is also the Author of #1 Amazon New Release Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow, is a Co-Author of #1 Amazon Bestseller, Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women, and is also a monthly contributor to two online publications, MasticadoresIndia and MasticadoresUSA. His poetry is widely published both online and in print and has received international recognition. You can read more of Jeff’s poetry at Develop. Inspire. Transform, and on Twitter.

Spriha Kant (Poetess and Book Reviewer):

Spriha Kant is a poetess and a book reviewer. Her poetries have been published in anthologies including “Sing, Do the birds of Spring”, “A Whisper Of Your Love”, “Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan” and “Bare Bones Writing Issue 1: Fevers of the Mind”. Her work has been featured in “SYNERGY: CALLING ALL WRITERS WHO ARE PHOTOGRAPHERS” on thewombwellrainbow.com. She has been featured in the “Quick-9 interview” on feversofthemind.com. She has reviewed poetry books including “Silence From The Shadows” by Stuart Matthews “Spaces” by Clive Gresswell, and “Washed Away- a collection of fragments” by Shiksha Dheda. She has been a part of the celebrations for the launches of the debut poetry book of Jeff Flesch “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” and the poetry book of Paul Brookes “As Folktaleteller.” She has also collaborated with David L O’ Nan on the poetry “The Doorsteps Series” in the anthology “The Empath Dies in the End.”  

The poetries, book reviews, and interview feature of Spriha Kant can be read at the following links:

https://www.imaginarylandstories.com/contest/the-seashell/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/09/11/new-feature-synergy-calling-all-writers-who-are-photographers-i-will-feature-your-work-photos-and-writing-individually-on-the-wombwell-rainbow-a-special-feature-for-you-alone-please-dm-message-me-7/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/09/28/every-day-we-should-mark-a-worldsuicidepreventionday-please-join-spriha-kant-sue-watling-and-myself/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/10/08/celebrate-worldsmileday-i-will-feature-your-published-unpublished-poetry-short-prose-artworks-about-smiling-or-that-features-a-smile-please-include-a-short-third-person-bio-in-your-email-to-me/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/10/18/mark-worldmenopauseday2022-i-will-feature-your-published-unpublished-poetry-short-prose-artworks-about-the-menopause-please-include-a-short-third-person-bio/

https://jeffflesch.com/2022/10/11/naturespeaks-30-poems-in-30-days-day-18-stay-away-by-spriha-kant/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/09/26/thewombwellrainbow-poeticformchallenge-acrostic-was-last-weeks-chosen-form-robert-frede-kenter-alice-stainer-tim-fellows-jane-dougherty-spriha-kant-samantha-terrell-and-myself/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/10/10/thewombwellrainbow-poeticformchallenge-alphabetpoem-was-last-weeks-chosen-form-robert-frede-kenter-jane-dougherty-tim-fellows-jane-dougherty-spriha-kant-sheryl-lynch-and-myself/

https://thewombwellrainbow.com/2022/10/06/celebrate-nationalpoetryday-today-october-6th-join-neal-zetter-spriha-kant-francis-powell-peter-gaskell-kevin-sealby-and-i-i-will-feature-the-best-environmental-poems-that-you-feel-you-have-w/

Spriha Kant can be contacted at kants987@gmail.com.

Ingrid Wilson (Owner and Editor of the publishing house Experiments in Fiction):

Ingrid is the owner and editor of the publishing house Experiments in Fiction. As a featured contributor at MasticadoresUSA and bartender at dVerse Poets’ Pub, Ingrid has published her writing in many online and print journals. In July 2021, she published ‘The Anthropocene Hymnal,’ a poetry anthology representing a response to the climate and ecological crisis. She published her first solo poetry collection, 40 Poems at 40, via EIF in February 2022.

Ingrid can be seen on Twitter @Experimentsinfc and Instagram @Experimentsinfiction.

Poetry Collaboration with Spriha Kant and David L O’Nan : The Doorsteps Series

from “The Empath Dies in the End” series

The Doorsteps Series

1 (Spriha Kant)

I am a river
glistening in your sunny love
flowing in a dream
where we are a miscible solution
        eddying in canoodling

2 (David L O'Nan)

Thunderstruck and downpours came
The next day after an engorged full moon
Breathing heavy, the air belted against the Himalayas
‘caused the belladonnas to be caught up in the fishnets.
And I walk down after another night of taunting silhouettes.

3.
I feel the rain through every speck of light.
I see the river overflowing the streets soon –
To meet my first and second doorstep as I-
Wait to dip my foot in the filthy liquid from the comfort 
The comfort, of my third doorstep.

4.

And just cry there buddy, no backbone, no light
And just dream yourself a small suicide that’ll never be so bright.
And cast yourself a ghost before you’ve even spoken about all your sins.

Even if you watch me cut away, you’ll say I’m just gaslighting and will
Run, run away. To sit on a doorstep.  Like a wet leaf stuck in the sewer grate cover.

5.

I’m just inventing myself a new vision to go from mind to mind.
To read your mind. I don’t know if I can.  The flashes are too quick to bind 
Together, I’m just sitting back and listening to Ian Curtis singing
“I put my trust in you” “I put my trust in you”  “in you”  “in you”
I can follow the predator to his shaking bones and catch him behind a super-church
Brass-knuckles wait in a pocket.  Is that what it’ll take to make this eyelid wish come true.

6  David L O'Nan (first 2 lines) Spriha Kant (next 3 lines) David L O'Nan (last 2 1/2 lines)

Third step, my home.
I can fade into anything I want.  When I’m in my lonely bones.
Utopian curtains bared eyes    
Blurred hopes flared eyes
Silence glared ambitions
I just stare back towards the panic park wanting silence, 
the bird he hollers.
Through the trees and threatens me, casually and I vision my demise.

7.

Ease down to the 2nd step
The river dried away, the rain stops to another town, for another meal
Getting closer to the tackle, the sociopaths in the battlefields
They wait behind minivans now and bounce around forgetting that
Wars are won by artillery, cannons, and fists.  Not the beats within a mix.

8.
First step, all dry now
The worms are drying and stuck in tulip petal straitjackets.
I heard the whispers (the sirens) that the circus was in town.
I watched it unravel with teargas and billy clubs 
We were all just tigers growling equality through the megaphones.
We were the ones who were let down. 
Sunshine brings in more clouds.



A Book Review for “Washed Away – a collection of fragments” by Shiksha Dheda review by Spriha Kant

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                                                          Book Review by “Spriha Kant”

The book “Washed Away- a collection of fragments”, published by the publishing house “Alien Buddha Press”, is a book reciting the journey of the physical and metaphysical struggle experienced with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (and Depression) by the poetess “Shiksha Dheda”. The poetess desires to make the readers understand her journey and support her which she stated in the following stanzas in the foreword section:

“I want the reader to join me on my journey: why I feel the disorder galloped into existence, how this disorder has been sustained and how I view the future living alongside this disorder.”

“Join me as I try to salvage that which survives; that which persists – refusing to accept defeat.”

The poetess also bared the reason she kept the title of her book “Washed Away: a collection of fragments” in the foreword section:

“Every day, it is as though my personality is being eroded [washed away] by these disorder(s); I have to heal [rebuild/regrow] from the wounds or gaps that it leaves in my life.” 
Also, this poetry book is fragmented into three sections. The first section is “Soap Lathering”, the middle section is “Rinsing”, and the final section is “Drying”. Each section is a collection of poetries describing the different phases of her journey. She named each section according to the stages of “handwashing” which was emphasized during the COVID-19 pandemic. This indicates the reason she chose the words “a collection of fragments” in the title of this book.

The poetess used concise language to acknowledge the readers with her journey. She left no stone unturned in covering her journey’s depth from each aspect.

In a few poetries, the poetess gave glimpses of the symptoms of her disorder, one of which is in the poetry “Why am I, mother?”, a few lines reflecting this are:

“I am standing on the threshold of sanity, mother”

“I am standing on the outskirts of normalcy, mother 
   with invisible rain drenching my face.”

“I can’t recognize myself anymore.”

The poetess in some of the poetries even did a stinging satire on society's negative attitude towards those suffering from mental disorders and the falling of such patients into the stygian abyss due to their cornering by society.
One of the poetries covering this angle is “Shadow”, as quoted below:

“Irrespective of where I stood, 
  the shadow of my personality always 
  seemed to mar their brightness. 
  I retreated to the darkness instead. 
  I retreated to the darkness instead.”

The poetess in some of her poetries openly exposed her shattered condition with a few hard-hitting words, one of the poetries covering this is “Phobia” as quoted below:

“I don’t think I was that afraid of 
  heights or germs or even 
  of intimacy. 

  I was afraid of the most probable, 
  likeliest, most commonplace 
  thing of all: 
  living”

The poetess in a few of her poetries gave details on how her mind used to keep on drowning in a labyrinth of unrealistic quests and dreams and hallucinations, especially at night making her nights sleepless and without peace. This side of hers can be felt in K.P. DeLaney’s poetry “I Have Insomnia” from his poetry book “Swill and Daffodils”:

“I took a swim in the river.	
  the bottom kept changing
  and I lost my feet.
  I haven’t slept right 
  ever since.”

The poetess in some of her poetry gave details on how the constant haunting of her past made her stagnant water. One of the poetries reflecting this is “Old Things” as quoted below:

             “I tried new things 
but the carcass of the old things 
              took up too 
              much space”

The poetess not only confined herself to using imagery metaphors and personifications but she also used oxymorons which most poets and poetesses are still not able to do, one of the lines in which the poetess used oxymoron is quoted below:

“A silent friend singing praise of my strangeness.”



The poetess in her poetry “Attached” also shone a light on that point when she started feeling uncertain about her recovery and started considering this as her inexorable journey, a few stanzas quoted from this piece below:


“I wondered often: 
 is my disorder as attached to me 
 as I am to it? 
 Would it leave me 
 as easily as it had joined me? 

 Or would we have to live like this 
 forever?”

Even amidst all the vulnerabilities and shattered phases that the poetess was undergoing, the poetess had the desire and courage to overcome and to become a person like she used to be before her disorder as she reflected this in a few of her poetries, quoting a few stanzas from her poetry “Crumbs” and a few lines from her poetry “Difficult (re)introductions” reflecting this side of the poetess,

A few stanzas from the poetry “Crumbs”:

“It's like this disorder had systematically hollowed 
  out my personality. 
  Eroding and rusting 
  all my likes and dislikes 
  —           leaving behind only remnants, 

  crumbs. 

  Somehow, 
  I had to make a meal 
  —food—
  —sustenance—
  —life—

   from these 
   crumbs.” 

A few lines from the poetry “Difficult (re)introductions”:

“Introduce me to me, 

  like old days, 
  like how I used to be.”

The poetess however started feeling optimistic lately as she expressed in a few of her poetries, one such poetry is “Butterfly” as quoted below:

“And just as the caterpillar 
  became a butterfly, 
       life didn't seem like a burden anymore. 
              It flew with small pretty wings. 
              Even if just for a short while.”

The poetess deserves to be highly praised for boldly facing her mental illness and for inspiring many people undergoing such phase directly/indirectly through this book by exposing this phase of her openly that most people are still not able to which is reflected in her poetry “Under Lock and Key”, quoting a few lines showing glimpses of the reflection:

  “What if they think I am a freak? What if they lock me up and throw away     
     the key?”

    “What if I am made to live inside another prison? A prison outside of my   
      mind. A prison I can’t recognize. A prison I can’t wash away.”

It is high time society considers removing mental illness as a “taboo issue” and treats the patients suffering from mental illness with kindness and empathy. 



Bio: Shiksha Dheda uses poetry(mostly) to express her OCD and depression roller-coaster ventures. Sometimes, she dabbles in photography, painting, and baking lopsided layered cakes. 
Her work has been featured (on/forthcoming) in Off Menu Press, The Daily Drunk, The Kalahari Review, Brave Voices, Anti-heroin Chic, Versification, and elsewhere. Twitter: @ShikshaWrites

Bio for Spriha Kant (reviewer):  developed an interest in reading and writing poetries at a very tender age. Her poetry "The Seashell" was first published online in the "Imaginary Land Stories" on August 8, 2020, by Sunmeet Singh. She has been a part of Stuart Matthew’s anthologies “Sing, Do the birds of Spring” and “A Whisper Of Your Love” in the fourth and fifth series of the books from #InstantEternal poetry prompts. She has been featured in the Bob Dylan-inspired anthology “Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan” by the founder and editor of the website “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art” David L O’ Nan. Her poetries have been published in the anthology “Bare Bones Writing Issue 1: Fevers of the Mind”. Paul Brookes has featured her poetry, “A Monstrous Shadow” as the “Seventh Synergy” in “SYNERGY: CALLING ALL WRITERS WHO ARE PHOTOGRAPHERS” on his blog “Wombwell Rainbow”. She has been featured in the “Quick-9 interview” on feversofthemind.com by David L’O Nan. Paul Brookes has featured some of her poetries on his blog “Wombwell Rainbow” including Acrostic poetry “A Rainstorm”, the Alphabet poem “I am an independent Happy Single Woman”, “Travel in the laps of Nature” on National Poetry Day, “Giving Up The Smooch” for World Suicide Prevention Day, and “I love your smile” for World Smile Day. She has reviewed the poetry books “Silence From The Shadows” by Stuart Matthews and “Spaces” by Clive Gresswell.  She has been a part of the event that celebrated the #1 Amazon New Release of the debut poetry book of Jeff Flesch “Nature Speaks of Love and Sorrow” by lending her poetic response “Stay Away” to one of the poetries in the book “Love’s Trials” on Jeff Flesch’s website.


A Book Review of “Spaces” by Clive Gresswell reviewed by Spriha Kant

The poet “Clive Gresswell” in his poetry book “Spaces” painted all the poetries by the strokes of imagery metaphors, and personifications, influential to move all the readers intensely emotional.

Clive in some of his poetries shone a light on the sides of gloominess, melancholy, petrification, and devastation of globally critical issues, whether it’s about holy wars, nuclear holocaust, the unfortunate deaths of the innocents injured in wars amidst the medical assistance, the impact of the destruction of moral principles and ethics upon children of this generation, and many critical issues, each poetry evincing a different critical issue concerning a global level. A few stanzas quoted from the poetry “Vowels” are:

"lays siege      to wailing     wallflowers and embrocation  
  a dalliance    with   creatures   from    darkened pools
emitting blood     lusts     of   linguistic    deadpan images
throttling gestures rekindling"

"bones declared
whittled down          in passages              a tresspass on this
night-time curfew    its razor blades        screeched against
the vowels                laid before               his lolling tongue."

The poet also shows the occurrences of gloominess, melancholy, petrification, and devastation in the personal life of a person in his 
poetry "Air".

The poet not only limited the poetries concerning global issues but also shone a light on the intrapersonal zone in his poetry "Jealousy".

The poet in the poetry "Blarney" stated about the life of the mine laborers, showing how far his poetries can reach by bringing into the light even those who remain concealed in the dark.

In the poetry "Misplaced", the poet used his words as a cudgel to bring a spark and hope to get liberty into the hearts of those who get oppressed by tyranny by praising the glorious victories of all time of revolutionary movements over tyranny that can be read by the following words:

"final winds                               that document
   golden journeys   from  place    to misplaced"

"the inkling       of another       world unfurled"

"slipped     mask of    redemption   curdles
    into          remarkable    liberty"

"lacerations   pitted
     into           reworked     hemispheres   beyond
   a lucid    phosphorescence    intimidated  into"

The title "Misplaced" apropos to the overthrow of tyranny by constant rallying protests shows the poet's keenness about poetries.

The poet also captured high-resolution beautiful sceneries of nature in some of his poetries including "Dawn", "Sky", "Singing" and a few more, each poem emitting a radiance of different aura.  A few words quoted from his poetry "Sky" are

"classless hostages          to dawn's          reunion
  forest   carpeted             in golden          epithets
  the demanding         needs of              gossip dust
   whose sunshine swirls"

This book is reserved for those brilliant poetic souls whose consciences are wise and run by the poetries like blood in the veins, are nature lovers, and remain aware, concerned, sensible, and sensitive about issues of global-level concern as well as about the intrapersonal feelings of others and the agonies of others.

https://www.erbacce-press.co.uk/CliveGresswell

Clive Gresswell is a 64-year-old innovative writer and poet who has appeared in many mags from BlazeVOX to Poetry Wars and Tears in the Fence. He is the author of five poetry books the last two being ‘Strings’ and ‘Atoms’ from erbacce-press (see their website for more details).

A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with Clive Gresswell

Bio on Spriha Kant:

Spriha Kant developed an interest in reading and writing poetries at a very tender age. Her poetry “The Seashell” was first published online in “Imaginary Land Stories” on August 8, 2020, by Sunmeet Singh. She has been a part of Stuart Matthew’s anthologies “Sing, do the birds of Spring” and “A Whisper of Your Love” in the fourth and fifth series of the books from #InstantEternal poetry prompts, She has been featured in the Bob Dylan-inspired anthology “Hard Rain Poetry: Forever Dylan” by the founder/editor of the website “Fevers of the Mind Poetry and Art” David L O’Nan, Her poetries have been published in the anthology “Bare Bones Writing Issue 1” from Fevers of the Mind. Paul Brookes has featured her poetry, “A Monstrous Shadow”, based on a photograph clicked by herself, as the “Seventh Synergy” in “Synergy: Calling All Writers Who are Photographers” on his blog “Wombwell Rainbow”. She has been featured in the “Quick-9 interview” on feversofthemind.com by David L O’Nan. She has reviewed the poetry book “Silence From the Shadows” by Stuart Matthews. Her acrostic poetry “A Rainstorm” has been published in the Poetic Form Challenge on the blog “Wombwell Rainbow” owned by Paul Brookes. She also joined the movement “World Suicide Prevention Day” by contributing her poetry “Giving Up The Smooch” on the blog “Wombwell Rainbow”, an initiative taken by Paul Brookes.