by Margaret Atwood
Liked "In the Secular Night" (Several hundred years ago / this could have been mysticism / or heresy. It isn't now. / Outside there are sirens.)
There's just something about a slim, hardcover volume of poetry that makes feel like I should be wearing a 19th century gown and lounge on a chaise in the parlour. I read this book as part of a Canadian poetry course, one of the last classes that I took at UVic, and taught by Jamie Dopp, one of the...
I remember not hating this, which is a good sign for poetry.