My Sunday Book Review is for the latest collection of speculative poetry by Frank Prem. I have enjoyed reading many of Frank’s books because his poetry interpretations take us along with him on his observations whether real or fiction, his truth shines through.
The Garden Black poetry collection is a venture into fantasy and speculative fiction based on the dual themes of rain forest and fantasy.
. The rainforest becomes a desert, and then the sea.
. A man in a satellite orbits the earth while playing his violin and pondering. A girl gazes up at the passing light and dances.
. Od Ovo – a youth who is from here, raises the dust of frustrated boredom on a mining asteroid, and cannot believe traveller tales of places where water falls from the sky.
. What colour are the flowers in the Reaper’s garden? They are all colours . . . They are black.
Welcome to the speculative fantasies that are The Garden Black.
My 5 Star Review:
From fantasy to the deep is what you will find in this new interesting collection of speculative poetry by Frank Prem. Prem’s poetry reminds that life is fragile and fleeting. Life is brief and can be both harsh and beautiful at times. The author shares conversations evoked in his mind through his observations and imagination, life’s incidences and moments.
A few poems in particular, caught my attention and touched deep. I’ll share them here through partial excerpt:
Not sorry only grief (waiting) "I have no wish to go back home home never quite had room for what I was but I do wish that home could spare a thought - just ocassionally - for me ..."
Unbound (goodbye) "gravity would hold me down but I was not made to be earthly tied I set my sights somewhere over the tree tops the strength my strength lives in the will I hold ..." Jet on night "he is a silhouette she a shadow leaning up against the wall he reaches to touch her with the sun shining behind him she holds up a phantom hand to better feel their connection darkness on darkness he isn't there jet on jet she isn't there ..." ©DGKaye2022