The theme of Africa and the experience of being an african american are deeply embedded in this book. Salt. is written by a black woman, and if you aren’t aware of this when starting reading it, it quickly transpire from the text. Full of emotion, of anger and love, full of truth and with a rhythm that hypnotised me. Plus I grew quickly bored of poetry by old white male who are sad because women don’t want them… (Just this semester there was a serious case of this one and ughhhh no)īUT modern poetry (can I say this?) seems to be right up my alley. I originally thought I didn’t liked poetry, I’d never felt anything that strong before when reading poems, the one I studied in school was not bad but just not for me. Or should I say a poetry collection? All my apologies if I doing this wrong 😦 So this is my first time reviewing a poetry book.

Then when I woke up this morning I had to finish it because it was just too beautiful and important. I started this one yesterday right before bed because I couldn’t sleep and wanted something short to get my eyes on, while waiting for sleep to come.

It seems I was lucky enough to get to this book on kindle while it was free for a few days! But it was Laura who first brough this book to my attention some times ago, so thank you very much Laura! 🙂 ( her blog, her instagram) This collection of poetry explores the realities of multiple identities, language, diasporic life & pain, the self, community, healing, celebration, and love. Salt is a journey through warmth and sharpness.

Nayyirah waheed books