Human Dark with Sugar Book

Often times when I (I was going to say peruse, but I don't think that's casual enough...) wander through the poetry section of the library I'll pull out a book or two... or however many it takes, until one grabs me. This book did just that. After casually looking at some of the lines in the poems, I thought I had a smash hit.

It's a strange book though. While many of the individual lines of the poem are clutch, I rarely felt like that about her poems when taken as a whole. I mean, who wouldn't think "Why do we only get two years in exchage for three summers? A full year stolen by mosquitoes." or "what world is made, that made us that we keep/ making and making to replace the dreaming at last./ Stop the terrible dreaming." are great lines? I certainly thought they were.

But I wasn't reading a book of lines. I was reading a book of poems.