Reason without Rhyme is poet Eileen T. O’Neill’s debut published collection but it certainly doesn’t feel like a first work. The writing is mature, accomplished and illustrative, especially in the works inspired by Eileen’s childhood home, Ireland.
From the biting Literally Apart to the juxtaposed I am me Eileen’s book is a cornucopia of poetic delights. The writing is at times witty, emotional, biting, beautiful and sometimes coloured by a tinge of sadness for an establishment no longer virtuous: as illustrated in the poem Holy disgrace.
A single thought is a beautiful example of the ease with which Eileen captures the complicated, the emotionally charged, and says so much in so few words. One wonders what became of the subject of this piece, such is the picture the author paints of emotional turmoil. And in contrast, Open invitation is singularly beautiful in its portrayal of an intimate, introspective relationship with the creator.
Reason without Rhyme is an eclectic mix of poetry and form, tackling a wide range of subjects and issues. I love the fact there is no theme to this collection, except the obvious, no rhyme. I find a poet’s best work is always on display when they’re not writing to a theme, and the surprise when turning the page and finding something new and completely different is a joy; as is this book. Reason without Rhyme is an accomplished and beautifully presented first work.
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I’ve just finished reading ‘Three Stories’ by J D Salinger, which was leaked on-line a couple of days ago. The short stories The Ocean Full of Bowling Balls, Paula and Birthday Boy make up this slim volume.
An enjoyable hour spent reading one of the greats.
“I’ve just finished reading Die Trying by Lee Child and I must say I really enjoyed it. I knew who Lee Child was, and had heard of the Jack Reacher novels, but had never really had any inclination to read one. Someone gave me this book, as it wasn’t a genre they read.
To be quite honest I didn’t think I’d bother with it but the other evening I was looking for something to read and thought I’d give it a go. I’m glad I did. It was a great read. I wouldn’t say it was particularly deep or thought provoking but it sure was a heck of a lot of fun. It reminded me of the joy I got from reading Mickey Spillane’s Mike Hammer, way back when.
I will definitely be reading more of Lee Child’s work. I can see now why he is so popular, and successful.
I’ve just finished reading Ian Rankin’s Standing In Another Man’s Grave, and I thoroughly enjoyed it, as always with Rankin’s books. I’m a long time fan of the Inspector Rebus series and was delighted when I read the character was being resurrected by Rankin. I think every fan must have felt the way I did when they got to the end of Exit Music and Rebus retired. Why?
Standing in Another Man’s Grave is a wonderful read, although it did feel different to the other Rebus books. Rebus is still retired, and I think Rankin has done a fine job with the retired cop versus the Rebus of his previous novels. In this incarnation he appears a little more aware of the consequences of his actions on the people around him; a more pensive side to the man who normally lets nothing get in the way of his search for the truth; rules, regulations, etiquette, nothing. Maybe the Rebus of old, with all the rough edges and ‘Bull in a china shop’ way of dealing with things will return in Rankin’s next Rebus book, Saints Of The Shadow Bible, which sees him back on the force and working with his old nemesis Malcolm Fox, who was out for Rebus’s blood in Standing In Another Man’s Grave.
I loved everything about Standing In Another man’s Grave. Rebus was once again working with his old partner Siobhan Clarke, and Big Ger Cafferty made a couple of appearances. I read this book in a couple of days, and that’s only because I wanted to savour the return of Rebus.
I thoroughly recommend this book, a great read.