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Poet Talk with Ivor Steven by Lisa Tomey
Website: http://ivors20.wordpress.com
Instagram: www.instagram.com/ivors20
Facebook: www.facebook.com/ivorrichard
“Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links
Barnes and Noble Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com)
Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books
www.books2read.com/Tullawalla
YouTube trailer, produced by Fae Corps Publishing
(3) Tullawalla Book Trailer - YouTube
https://youtu.be/GS0cNSiK2v8
Ingrid's Review of Tullawalla by Ivor Steven
I have just finished reading Ivor Steven’s enchanting poetry collection, Tullawalla. The collection is subtitled ‘A Meeting Place/Where My Empty Hands Are Full Of Memories And Rhymes.’ Just how appropriate the title and subtitle are will become apparent to anyone reading this collection soon after they begin.
Divided into chapters, this poetry book reads like a story, with each chapter delightfully different from the last but fitting within the overarching poetic spectrum of the collection.
Ivor’s subjects range from nature through love and loss to the realm of fantasy and beyond. What comes through most strongly in the work is the poet’s undying love for his deceased wife, whose presence is felt on every page, even where she is not the direct subject of a particular poem. He deals directly with his loss in the chapter ‘My Empty Hands Are Full Of Memories and Dreams.’ The poem ‘Everlasting smile’ brought tears to my eyes. It begins with the lines:
My eyes, narrowly cracked
My cheeks, slightly etched
I rest here, retracing every mile
Remembering, your everlasting smile
.
The acid test for poetry as far as I’m concerned is ‘does it touch the heart?’ and Ivor’s book does more than this: it breaks the heart then puts it back together again, then lifts it up above the clouds into a landscape of rainbows and dreams:
I then saw in our narrowing crevasse
the universe, in a blade of grass
The above poetic nod to Whitman is found in the poem ‘My Neighbour Wasn’t Mowing His Lawn.’
There are so many warm moments in this book, from a simple delight in nature (e.g. ‘Grasshopper’s Hallelujah’) to a childhood memory of a bushfire (‘In The Light Of Night’), that it’s impossible to feel sad after reading it, though some of the subject matter is indeed harrowing.
I am also impressed by Ivor’s range of poetic subjects: from a trilogy of poems about his own personal dragon to his experience of sleeping ‘like a white chocolate Jesus’ during quarantine; there is literally never a dull moment in this collection.
My verdict? I cannot recommend this title highly enough. Ivor’s distinctive poetic voice and narrative skill combine to transport the reader to a better place beyond the spectrum of our everyday worries, doubts and fears.
Music by Pixabay
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Website: http://ivors20.wordpress.com
Instagram: www.instagram.com/ivors20
Facebook: www.facebook.com/ivorrichard
“Tullawalla”, is due to be released on 30th March, and for preorder, here are the links
Barnes and Noble Tullawalla by Ivor Steven, Kerri Costello, Hardcover | Barnes & Noble® (barnesandnoble.com)
Amazon.com: Tullawalla eBook: Steven, Ivor, Costello, Kerri, Harris, patricia: Books
www.books2read.com/Tullawalla
YouTube trailer, produced by Fae Corps Publishing
(3) Tullawalla Book Trailer - YouTube
https://youtu.be/GS0cNSiK2v8
Ingrid's Review of Tullawalla by Ivor Steven
I have just finished reading Ivor Steven’s enchanting poetry collection, Tullawalla. The collection is subtitled ‘A Meeting Place/Where My Empty Hands Are Full Of Memories And Rhymes.’ Just how appropriate the title and subtitle are will become apparent to anyone reading this collection soon after they begin.
Divided into chapters, this poetry book reads like a story, with each chapter delightfully different from the last but fitting within the overarching poetic spectrum of the collection.
Ivor’s subjects range from nature through love and loss to the realm of fantasy and beyond. What comes through most strongly in the work is the poet’s undying love for his deceased wife, whose presence is felt on every page, even where she is not the direct subject of a particular poem. He deals directly with his loss in the chapter ‘My Empty Hands Are Full Of Memories and Dreams.’ The poem ‘Everlasting smile’ brought tears to my eyes. It begins with the lines:
My eyes, narrowly cracked
My cheeks, slightly etched
I rest here, retracing every mile
Remembering, your everlasting smile
.
The acid test for poetry as far as I’m concerned is ‘does it touch the heart?’ and Ivor’s book does more than this: it breaks the heart then puts it back together again, then lifts it up above the clouds into a landscape of rainbows and dreams:
I then saw in our narrowing crevasse
the universe, in a blade of grass
The above poetic nod to Whitman is found in the poem ‘My Neighbour Wasn’t Mowing His Lawn.’
There are so many warm moments in this book, from a simple delight in nature (e.g. ‘Grasshopper’s Hallelujah’) to a childhood memory of a bushfire (‘In The Light Of Night’), that it’s impossible to feel sad after reading it, though some of the subject matter is indeed harrowing.
I am also impressed by Ivor’s range of poetic subjects: from a trilogy of poems about his own personal dragon to his experience of sleeping ‘like a white chocolate Jesus’ during quarantine; there is literally never a dull moment in this collection.
My verdict? I cannot recommend this title highly enough. Ivor’s distinctive poetic voice and narrative skill combine to transport the reader to a better place beyond the spectrum of our everyday worries, doubts and fears.
Music by Pixabay