‘not looking back to wave’ by Karen Price
We’ve all been waiting a long time for the release of Australian blogger beeblu’s debut poetry collection and now that time has arrived.
Don’t tell anyone but we now know that beeblu has another name – Karen Price! I told her not to disclose her real name but did she listen? There’s even a lovely photo of her in the book – the cloak of invisibility has forever been thrown into the laundry basket.
Anyway, they’ll soon forget ;)
Those who follow beeblu’s blog (those discerning readers) will be familiar with many of the poems in her collection. I love it when poetry bloggers collate their poems into a book – blog’s can disappear but a printed book can sit snugly in one of my bookshelves without fear of banishment.
Beeblu’s collection is very beeblu! The cover is black with white lower case letters floating towards the roof – the light sits hesitantly as if it shouldn’t exist in all that darkness (a visualisation of mindfulness therapy comes to my mind).
Beeblu is a traveller, linguist, and philosophical/scientific thinker and this is reflected in her poetry which deals with life and death, the universe, existential angst, beauty and horror, love and hatred. Some poems will have you reaching for the whiskey to drown out the despair but others will have you laughing out loud. They may have an autobiographical bent but if you are human you will relate to these vignettes.
Here is one of my favourite poems from the collection:
Sultry African nights
we’d drink Dutch
(the odd bit of French thrown in)
Brightly hungover days
with throwback English stoicism
Congratulations beeblu on a wonderful first collection. You can pop over here to purchase the printed or ebook version.
ps. It should also be noted that the splendiferous Linda Cosgriff of The Laughing Housewife infamy provided the editorial expertise.