Review of "Withered Rising" by May Garner
- Megan Diedericks
- 6 hours ago
- 1 min read
First of all, the title is so damn fitting. The themes and imagery of withering, and then rising from it all (like a phoenix) is so prominent throughout the entire collection that I can't imagine it being called anything else.
The melancholy and heartache in this collection is so vivid and personal, yet relatable—you feel it in your bones either way.
I'm absolutely in love with the flow of the pieces; they transition from one into the other seamlessly (in a way that you can see the growth and change happening!)
There are also references in later poems that take me back/remind me of ones that came before it—absolute genius.
May's work always astounds me, and Withered Rising is no exception!
I'll leave you with a quote from one of my favorite pieces:
"All of me and the wilted petals I hang from.
How lovely it felt to give my beating heart to you," (The Wilted Petals I Hang From)
