There
are fifty poems in Violet by Sabrina Simon, and that may sound like a slim
collection of poetry. But hold on, you are about to step into a world where
emotions become life in the words that speak them, where imagery translates the
imperceptible nudges on the edges of fragile hearts, and where sound and rhythm
measure the pulse of a heart that speaks a language that is universal. The
collection is intimate, riveting, and tender, and it is just impossible for the
reader to not be moved.
Sabrina
Simon's poetry is simple, deceptively so, yet it echoes the emotions, thoughts,
and experiences that are universal. The fear of being mistaken or rejected is
captured in ''Am I,'' in language that is bare: ''Am I wrong for
wanting you the way I do? / these desires are becoming troublesome for me, /
but you'll never hear how I feel because I'm not brave enough.'' The
diction is unmistakable, and the message in ''My First Love,'' brings
pain to the heart of the reader as they listen to the poet moan: ''Until
alone, I sit, my heart with his. / He's not mine, but I'm his — / the dramatic
irony — my first love.'' Simon's poems address the ache of first love, the
pain of loneliness, the desire to be seen and noticed. The poet celebrates love
and opens a portal into the human soul to disclose the silent musings ignited
by our beating hearts. These poems are written in a free-style, and the
soliloquies capture the climates of the poet's heart with radiance and
elegance. Violet is a wonderful achievement for a first time author, and
the poetry has an irresistible appeal to younger generations and readers who
enjoy work that brims with realism.
 Mommys_Boy_6x9.jpg)
.jpg)
.jpg)
