My rating: 2 of 5 stars
While the lyric in these poems was exciting and the imagination is certainly there, I just couldn’t get past the thinking — a quadrupling-up a metaphors to describe what exactly? Angels? Birth? I did stop caring. And got frustrated.
I read this while prego and I thought I would like it, but really I was like: eh
I’m glad you agree. i was worried that I just didn’t get the ‘being pregnant’ thing.