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This Is Not Your Grandmothers Poetry Book by Marshall Butch Armstrong, Paperback | Barnes & Noble®
Overview Poetry can be so dry and boring it will leave your eyes scratchy and your mind blank. You'll remember things you did when you were a kid, you'll feel the country breeze and smell the corn in the field. You'll disagree and get mad about it. You'll learn about some social issues you never knew about and you'll want to get right up and do something about them.
The author takes you outside walking with his dog Sophie, seeing and feeling everything there.
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He will take you to Palestine where people are getting shot at. You'll go sliding down hills with the neighbor kids until you are frozen to the bone, and step inside thoughts of suicide. Whatever you thought poetry was before, you'll see it in a different way.
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Communicating with pure emotion, the words take you for a ride leaving you with a new perspective. To be forgotten once I'm gone?
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Explore Now. Buy As Gift. Overview I was force fed poetry in high school as I'm sure many people were. Product Details About the Author. About the Author I'm a 57 year old Medical Lab Tech who is happily married with children and grand children. Average Review.
This Is Not Your Grandmothers Poetry Book
It was the house of her grandmother in which she spent the days of her childhood. Grandmother also had books which she could not read as he was quite young and she would read stories for her poet.
But now the snakes are moving in those books. She is now without any life and warmth. In my views, the poet desires to move into her thoughts which are buried deep inside her heart and no air has blown into it. The line makes it clear that her grandmother was very protective.