The book blog Free Range Reading has reviewed Iron-on Constellations (Tightrope Books) by Emily Pohl-Weary. The book, reviewer Mark Sampson explains, is a small 54-page volume of poetry in which Emily Pohl-Weary examines “her feelings about guys and other foibles of young-person angst, as well as the various vicissitudes of being a west-end Toronto hipster.” He says the author is “at her best when she allows her desire for raw emotion to slip away in favour of evocative implication,” citing her poems “Throat Flower” and “My Gold Hair Is So Unreliable” as examples. However, he sees these poems as being some of the few exceptional ones in the book, explaining that for the most part the collection is “overrun with adolescent anguish, lazy descriptions, and minimalist misfires.” Nonetheless, he does see glimmers of Pohl-Weary’s talent, even with the collection's flaws.
Read the review here.
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