This is Heather Awad’s first published collection of poetry. She has been writing for most of her adult life, self-schooled in poetry writing and influenced by some of the greats, such as Billy Collins and Stephen Dunn. Awad’s poetry is simplistic in style yet she manages to pull you into each poem as if you were wandering around inside her mind, seeing the world as she lays it out for you. Much of her work comes from her own life experiences and then some are from her whimsical imagination. The imagery is crystal-clear, as is her own heart which you can see a little of in every one of the sixty-two poems in this collection. Keep it with you wherever you go, to read your favorites again and again.
Excerpt from book: “Too Short for These Pants”:
I loved you even though
you became unlovable.
I mustered all the hope
I could steal from the stars
to find myself in the graces of your smile.
I don’t blame winter for your frozen lips
showing teeth sharp like icicles.
I don’t blame me for being unlike you
warm and soft around the edges.
I knew this would never fit
even in those body-beautiful mirrors
we’re never sure are accurate.