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Born in London Penelope Alexander moved from there to Spain as a young girl, being referred as ‘the girl with itchy feet’. Life went on and after her divorce she met her second husband who was the light of her life. He died very suddenly which left her heartbroken. She decided life in the UK was unbearable without him so she contacted a friend in South Africa. Penelope then opened her own restaurant in Cape Town called ‘The Poet’s Cusine.’
These simple, down-to-earth poems touch my soul and feel relevant to my life and feelings. from Tina, Ramsgate
Loved this little book. The poems are so good that I could actually see what she was writing about. They cover every emotion. Definitely worth a read.
This is such a refreshing read. Every single one of Penny's Poems brought out an emotional reaction. I can't remember the last time that I laughed and then cried with sadness in such abundance. This is a collection of Life's stories all wrapped up in a book of descriptive rhyme that will make you gasp. I am so, so glad that I came across this book. Highly recommended.
I'm no expert on poetry, but this selection of poems have the real ability to take me to the place in my mind. I can imagine the flamenco dancers and even hear the music in my head as the atmosphere is set simply but easily interpreted into images for me. I have this on my bookshelf and it's one that I dip in and out of, reading a poem a day to ponder on and imagine in my mind's eye. Simple, yet beautiful words that resonate.
American poet, Robert Frost, said ‘A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.’ In Penny’s poems, the brave focus on individual experiences heightens the sense of wrong exposing emotions that we all share bringing ‘a lump to the throat’. In the book’s heartfelt trope of grief, lovesickness holds no prisoners punching us directly in the face with the line, ‘It is so hard at times to remember US’. Dwelling amongst poems about nature, dreams and identity, grief remains unshakeably rooted in its determination to be heard. ‘A Poet’s Palette’ acknowledges how nature’s colours can be falsified to ‘change the world’ with the swipe of a poet’s pen, offering imagery as a safe perspective from which we might make sense of a real world where homesickness is a result of life having been turned upside down. ‘Solitude’, with less ‘telling’ and more ‘showing’, in lines such as ‘The freezing touch of a man’s cold hand’ opens discussions that lead down endless rabbit holes brings 'a lump to the throat'. Well done, Penny!
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