Who reads Poems anymore? I do!
I grew up in a small town in New England and went to a High School where Robert Frost was a professor. Mr. Frost was a farmer and owned a piece of land just inside the Rockingham County line, in the little town of Derry NH.
Needless to say The High School (Pinkerton Academy) was proud of this aspect of their heritage and of course poetry was taken seriously.
I was brought into the world of Emerson, Whitman, Cummings, Poe, Yeats, Wilde, Plath, Robert Frost and Dylan Thomas.
The result is that I grew into an adult who possesses a love of good poetry.
Poetry is like a painting.
I have read through the classics and remember most of what I read, yet I have no desire to read them through again.
A painting is something that you view multiple times, because it is pleasing to the eye, but also there are details that draw you in each time you view it.
Patricia Neely-Dorsey is a poet and a storey teller and she has produced a delightful book: “Reflections of a Mississippi Magnolia-A Life in Poems”
She sent me a free copy back in September and asked me for to review it. I have since read through the book, cover to cover, three times, and intend to keep it, because I am not through with it yet. You see Patricia has a way of painting a picture of her life and rural living that touches my soul each time I read it.
Whether you grew up in the south, the north or the Midwest, if you lived on a farm these poems will take you back to a time of purity, peace and fun.
If you were a city kid, or wherever you were raised and want to experience the sights, sounds and smells of country life in the south, in Mississippi, you will enjoy this book.
Patricia is more than a poet.
She is a time machine J