Book of Hours: Poems

Kevin Young is a phenomenal poet, and this book winds deftly through the caverns of mourning, love, remembering, life, and loss. I lost my mother not too long ago, and the poems in this collection continual struck a chord within me. I see this as an essential collection, not just of Young's, but of contemporary poetry as well, and I know I will be returning to it again and again.

Some of the most moving and well-articulated poetry I've ever read.

Beautiful truth expressed in these verses

I was interested in reading this after seeing a poem featured on one the literary emails I subscribe to... Yes, I bought the hardcover edition based upon the strength of ONE POEM. It was THAT good.Well, thankfully, I was not disappointed in the entire tome. Young depicts life, beautiful, tragic, funny, sad, in all its awkwardness and ennui and beauty, and I relate, deeply.Excellent work. I am a fan. And I will be collecting his other works, as long as he keeps writing.

I absolutely enjoyed this book of poems by Kevin Young---powerful, moving, gripping, amazing, beautiful, and extraordinary! He is such a fantastic poet. You will definitely enjoy each poem in this book! I highly recommend it!!

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I love the theme of this book and how it was written to help the author in the grieving of his father that had passed. I heard about it on NPR and the author read some of the poems. It sounded great on the radio, so I ended up buying it for my partner to help him cope with the loss of his own father. So far, he likes it and appreciates this kind of writing.

Heard Kevin Young interviewed on the radio and one poem in particular caught my attention, a poem about miscarriage/stillbirth. I scoured the internet and came across the book finally. I love the look and feel of the book itself, but the poems themselves left me wanting more. I should note that I am by no means a poetry buff, but I do love literature. I found many of the pieces too abstract to follow, and eventually spaced out while reading, and... nodded off. I will pick it up again in a different mood and see how I fare, but for now I'm not so in love with it.

a beautiful reflection on loss