‘Amor’ by Ina Schroders-Zeeders – Review

Here is my review of Amor, a beautiful anthology of 227 poems by Ina Schroders-Zeeders, ‘about’ love’s many twists and turns.

Amor5 Stars. Leaves the Reader Breathless and Breathing

Amor, a wandering progression of instinctively crafted poetry by Ina Schroders-Zeeders, is an intensely personal yet unselfconscious and certainly unashamed story of the author’s experience in love, creating a collection that is entertaining, imaginative, thought-provoking and full of visual and sensual detail. Exploring the questions of love and not really looking for answers, it hardly matters whether the 227 poems are about many different loves or kinds of love or many aspects of a few. Either way they seduce the reader into their immediacy and honesty with an almost hypnotic effect, blending one into another: words, sentences, paragraphs and chapters of waiting and hoping, looking and finding, coming and going, regret and remembrance.

As anyone who has followed Ina’s poetry through her blog knows, she is a prolific and eclectic writer. Her stories and reflections pour out of her ceaselessly, without any sense of urgency or pretension, as if she breathes them onto the page. I feel Ina would be a storyteller even if she wasn’t a writer – like the bards of old, she has a most natural need to `speak’ about her environment, encounters, travels, observations, emotions and memories just for the sake of sharing and encouraging others to do the same. Yet, it is obvious she is a seasoned poet: deliberate and skilled in her use of form and formlessness, knowing what works and doesn’t but never afraid to veer off the beaten path and try something new. As in life, so in art. She doesn’t let either pass by without making the most of what they have to offer for her own satisfaction and, happily, for that of her readers, too.

As in Ina’s first poetry book, ‘Veritas’, the poetry in ‘Amor’ is all the more remarkable because English is not her native language. And, once again, her kinship with the sea is evident. Even when it is not specifically mentioned, its movement, vastness and unpredictability are present in mood and outlook; these poems lapping at the shore, backwards and forwards, clinging and letting go, with low tides and high tides, winds blowing and everything stilled, the horizon seen but never completely defined.

This is a beautiful book, in its content and production. It tells a story that is circular rather than linear – well, many circles interconnecting like a chain-link, representing the cycles of beginnings and endings within the cycle of loving and living – that leaves the reader breathless yet still breathing and so wanting more.

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And don’t forget to visit my Reviews for Others page (far right tab at top of blog), for my thoughts on Ina’s other lovely poetry collection, Veritas,  and other novels and poetry collections.

Hope everyone has a wonderful week! Here is a different view, then Western New York has had for the last two months, of a snow drop …

Copyright 2013 by DM Denton

Copyright 2013 by DM Denton

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Feline Understanding

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton

Copyright 2012 by DM Denton

Where is it? I asked,
that gift I gave you,
perfect for your imagination
and paws to throw around.

For days it’s been missed,
not missing;
your eyes playing with
my questioning
like fate
hiding what it has in store.

But, really.
Do you understand what I’m asking?

It seems so, when
you deliver
all that I wish for,
laid at my feet—
as instinctively
knowing to leave me to
my wonder
and that it’s time to
take a nap.

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Thought it was time for something a little lighter, based on a special Oscar-kitty moment that happened just the other day. Cats never cease to amaze me!

You might notice that I’ve made some changes to my blog – well, I’ve added some tabs and sub ‘tabs’ to the menu at the top, including pages about my novel, A House Near Luccoli and reviews that kind readers have written for it. I’ve added a page for the sequel, which is still being written but nearing the finish-line, where you will find a little excerpt. There’s a page for my illustrated flower book and another for my recently published Kindle short stories. And one devoted to reviews I have done for the novels and poetry anthologies of other writers.

As a reminder: reviews are always very helpful in promoting an author’s work, which holds true for shorter works and poetry, as well as novels. I am very willing to return the favor.

Hope you enjoy looking around. Have a wonderful week everyone! Blessings. Peace.

donatellasmallest©Artwork and writing, unless otherwise indicated, are the property of Diane M Denton. Please request permission to reproduce or post elsewhere with a link back to bardessdmdenton. Thank you.

The Library Next Door

Copyright 2014 by DM Denton

Copyright 2014 by DM Denton

Books were Rose’s secrets. Reading was an easy distraction, friend to her curiosity and the only thing she was sure she wanted to do. When she entered the library next door, what was real and imaginary became indistinguishable, and she grew ready to reveal the future of her relationship with the written word.

My illustrated All Things That Matter Press Kindle-short, The Library Next Door, is now available! Only $1.99 to download. (£1.25 on amazon.uk).

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Find it on amazon.uk.

Here’s a little teaser:

Rose preferred private reading. It was an escape from her sisters’ bickering and her mother’s worries, achieved without purpose and self-consciousness; encouraging all the things she had been told to avoid like hunching her shoulders, crossing her legs, crooking her neck and straining her eyes.

Less clothing and her hair loose or in a braid improved the experience, so reading in bed was ideal, especially with a fine morning’s light spraying over the pages.  

Once in a while she thought about being a writer. She had the imagination for it even if she wasn’t educated or confident enough. Like Emily Dickinson, she hadn’t seen a moor or the sea, but knew the purple sparkle of heather and how waves swelled and swallowed the horizon. She was fond of imagery and long passages of pastoral descriptions, but less so of dialogue unless it was uncommonly interesting. Turning a page was like turning her brother’s desk globe; in a moment and without much effort she was on the other side of the world. Or peering into the eyepiece of his microscope she might view what would otherwise be invisible to her.

Reading silently was reading secretively, dreamily, self-centeredly, like listening to gossip and keeping it to herself. © 2014 by DM Denton

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Remember, you don’t have to have a kindle device to read kindle publications. You can download the app for your Android phone or tablet, iPad, iPhone, Mac, Windows 8 PC or tablet, BlackBerry, or Windows Phone.

I hope many of you will read it, and review it. And that the illustration will warm those of you who have been dealing with a frigid and sometimes wild winter so far – a little reminder of summer roses and soothing pastimes.

I must add an apology for being absent from so many of your blogs for a while. I hope to pay you a visit as soon as possible.

Thank you to All Things That Matter Press for their willingness and work in publishing this story, and to D. Bennison of Bennison Books for her encouragement and advice!

Keep warm and safe! Blessings.