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Poetry
Title: Book of My nights Author: Li-Young Lee Rating:  Must Read!
Publisher: Boa Editions, Ltd. Reviewed by: Edith Lazenby Trilling |
 
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Book of My Nights is poetry of love, family, and loss, woven together with tenderness and transitions so subtle that the reader does not realize the tide moving him/her from land to sky. For example, in ONE HEART, Lee writes: ôLook at the birds. Even flying/is born/out of nothing.The first sky/is inside you, open/at either end of day./The work of wings/was always freedom, fastening/one heart to every falling thing.ö In Book of My Nights, Lee takes the reader into the darkness of his brotherÆs death, into the light and link between father and son, and always there is the presence of his motherÆs love. We are, literally, taken into the night with his opening poem: PILLOW, where he begins: ôThereÆs nothing I canÆt find under there.ö And he finds nature in here, in this book, under his pillow; he takes us through to earth and sea and bird upon which he builds his metaphors. He asks: ôWhat is this book we read?ö in MY FATHERÆS HOUSE. And we read his book, his book of nights. And if you read it enough times, you might be able to find not his answer, but your own. Go Back read another review, or choose a different category. | ||||