This is a very short book of poems. They are very insightful and any woman who appreciates poetry and has 20 minutes should read this book!
Review by Jasmine
If you’re in town (Ottawa) next week, come see me in this show, playing at the Kalaish Mital Theatre! I’ll be playing the Princess of France:
Well, she actually thinks you should follow anyone on Wattpad, but now you’re just splitting hairs. To quote Ms. A:
Wattpad opens the doors and enlarges the view in places where the doors are closed and the view is restricted. And somewhere out there in Wattpadland, a new generation is testing its wings…
In all seriousness, I quite like the layout of Wattpad, and the fact that it’s a Canadian website (as opposed to Authonomy). It also combines the ability to post your work for review that Authonomy has, but adds in the social interaction aspect of status updates and a very appealing interface.
You can find me here: http://www.wattpad.com/user/rkbelford
It’s a great feeling to know anyone is reading your book, period.
But there is something even more thrilling knowing that people all around the world are reading it. Writing is a solitary experience - but when you’re done and published, suddenly the craving to share is overpowering. I want people to enjoy the final product, yes, but even if they decide it’s an imperfect thing, I’ve now added something to that person’s consciousness. Good or bad. Hopefully good.
So to all you readers who’ve purchased my book so far in Canada, America, the U.K., Germany, Australia and New Zealand - thanks for letting me in!
With much affection,
I want to pretend
That I’m beyond the easy trappings of commercially constructed holidays
Stuffed with pretty confections and flowered offerings
All of which bloom and disappear
Almost as swiftly as the occasion which they represent
I want to,
Because I am bothered by the urgency of the moment
And the external pressure to perform
And the notion that every monumental sentiment
Must be summed up and thrust forth like a volcano
Bursting at that penultimate moment
My forced passion the incinerator of reason
But I can’t stand up here
On my pedestal
Atop my high-horse
And claim victory or smug self-satisfaction
Because even as you stand across the chasm
Perched on your own column
In solidarity with my resolve
Two souls with like minds
Knowing we love
We still love
I gain strength from your smiles
Care via carrier pigeon
And on a day like today
When love is circumnavigating the globe
I want it to stop
If only briefly
To remind me that it has not forsaken me
Copyright © 2013 R.K. Belford