When I found the new copy of the BookPeople Independent, I was stoked. Not only do I get to see what books are hot this month, but I also get to do some blackout poetry!
Young dark English has grown a scar from the womb
And her coarse, nuptial scarring of the god of death.
Angry and abusive, a priest abomination whisks off the death to kill men.
Weave a court where the women work to keep in power and to preserve domestic violence.
Unwanted pregnancy and a late Middle Ages view of women damned tendencies today,
Not monsters and nightmare creatures, dim dystopian futures, or plain old angst.
Gramercy! Sharp and beautiful, time is an assassin,
Her targets in slow motion with daggers and swords flashing,
whipping around the soft flowing grace.
Romance is medieval, after all.
Still the young mistress may or may not be distrustful of death, deceit, and treason.
Sexual tension, take it from me, works like a mix of a feminist, a slice of violence, and poison.
I can not wait for a great voice, full of youth and doubt in believable amounts.
(Wil Barbour, BookKids Inventory Balladeer)
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