Poetry Collection: 10 Years in the Making

My mother was a lover of verse, and as a boy I remember her reading favorites from her Book of Remembrance.  They had been collected over her lifetime and many of those I've committed to memory - Abou Ben Adhem standing out in a special way for me and my brothers.  (I'll include it at the end of this post)

I have great respect for poets who have the ability to evoke emotion to touch ones very soul with words.  Poetry, in my estimation, should make you laugh, cry, think, but above all, FEEL.  I believe Madison Kent has done just that with her collection of 72 poems contained in the new release, Poetry From Behind the Curtain.  There is something for every taste and disposition.  It's obvious the writer has poured her heart and soul into this wonderful collection.  Take a look with the link below:

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Synopsis:

Poetry From Behind the Curtain is a collection of 72 poems that were written over a decades from life experiences and soul searching personal truths. Many of the poems have been previously published at Prose and Rhyme and other poetry sites with favorable reviews. This book was written for the fireside dawdler's and hot chocolate lover's on a balmy night or winter's day.

If you would like to be sent a free copy of this book or any other published novels, please visit MK's website for further information.

Amazon Review: Laurie B

" There are 72 poems in this collection. Many of the poems are about love and heartbreak. One of the most heartfelt poems in the collection is "The Girl with Slanted Eyes." It's about how cruel the world seems when a child has been born with a disability and the emotional difficulty the mother experiences. Another poem, "The American Dream," suggests that liberty is the American dream, and we must always pursue it. The last two lines of this poem read:

I task you all with challenge to covet and ever polish its fine gleam
For nothing can compare to this endeavor, the American dream."

A Treasure From My Youth:

Abou Ben Adhem

Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
And saw, within the moonlight in his room,
Making it rich, and like a lily in bloom,
An angel writing in a book of gold:—
Exceeding peace had made Ben Adhem bold,
And to the Presence in the room he said
"What writest thou?"—The vision raised its head,
And with a look made of all sweet accord,
Answered "The names of those who love the Lord."
"And is mine one?" said Abou. "Nay, not so,"
Replied the angel. Abou spoke more low,
But cheerly still, and said "I pray thee, then,
Write me as one that loves his fellow men."

The angel wrote, and vanished. The next night
It came again with a great wakening light,
And showed the names whom love of God had blessed,
And lo! Ben Adhem's name led all the rest.

James Henry Leigh Hunt