LACE BONE BEAST | N.L. SHOMPOLE
Here is emptiness. Here is a mouth after a recent excavation, black with soot, devoid of kisses. Here are hands, trembling against the soft ache of morning, here are eyes, wet, wide, half-full of sky and loneliness. Here is belly, back, femur, spine, ragged and smooth all at once, all at once. Here are dreams, ink black and speckled, lost behind the eyes. Here is a muted elegy, crow’s feet feathered over the eyes like lace. Here are the last strains of a dirge, wild, discordant, free.
This collection of richly layered poems discussing forgiveness, self-worth, survival, healing, love and sorrow was a mixed bag for me. Some I liked and felt deeply in my heart, while others went completely over my head. As a result, I ended up loosing my interest bit by bit, until I’d stumble upon a new poem that resparked my love… NATALIE / BOOKSPOILS
Lace Bone Beast is a collection of poetry by N. L. Shompole that discusses love, grief, self-worth, brokenness, and survival. And it does so exquisitely. HANNAH / ACLOCKWORKREADER
I was wowed by many pieces in this collection because while they were short they conveyed a lot of emotions. The poems go back and forth between profound meditations on life, and metaphorical musings. The author puts the titles at the end of her work, leaving the reader to find their own point before she explains what it is. I liked this format it was different and supports each readers own thinking and interpretation. TORI / IN TORI LEX