Dreams in the Womb edition by Brandon Gene Petit Literature Fiction eBooks
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Echoing back to a time when prose was poetic and romance meant the passion of dreamers as well as lovers, "Dreams in the Womb" explores the wanton-romantic heart of prose-poet Brandon Gene Petit in an eclectic collection of prose and verse. Although following closely on the heels of Petit's previous collection, the somewhat vexed and Poe-esque work entitled "Ab Antiquo, Ab Aeterno", "Dreams in the Womb" professes to take us to more beautiful, more fragrant and visually delectable places than before, leaving the relatively gothic overtones of Petit's past works somewhat distant but not forgotten. While not without an occasional well-dosed touch of darkness, the images and themes in "Dreams" are, as a whole, decidedly elegant and tasteful in a way that aims to allure and dazzle the reader. Dreamers and seekers of beauty can escape the mundane light of day and drench themselves in dense verbiage as dark and thick as crimson wine, ultimately revisiting the ornate and redolent eras of Joyce, Dunsany and Poe.
Dreams in the Womb edition by Brandon Gene Petit Literature Fiction eBooks
I received a free physical copy of the book from the author in exchange for an honest reviewThere’s one sentence in the book description that I feel I have to quote, first of all:
“Dreamers and seekers of beauty can escape the mundane light of day and drench themselves in dense verbiage as dark and thick as crimson wine, ultimately revisiting the ornate and redolent eras of Joyce, Dunsany and Poe.”
This was exactly how I saw this book and why I enjoyed it. At the end of the day, when that voice in your head doesn’t seem to shut up and let you rest, it’s books like this one that carry you away from everyday problems. They remind you of things that are more important, that have always been and always will be, questions that we all seek answers to and aspects of our mind we try to understand.
It’s all here, from love to religion, written in a melodic but raw, emotional style that draws you in from the page one. The subtle darkness of some verses doesn’t overshadow the overall tone, romantic, poetic, showing clearly the way the author sees the world. I was happy to see another person who, as in a Ryan Tedder’s song, ‘gets lost in the beauty of everything he sees’. But while I struggle to find words to describe these feelings, Brandon Gene Petit does not, and I see a true talent in the way he weaves them into an intricate, flowing pattern. Whether it’s poetry or free verses you’re looking for, you should give this book a try. 5 stars
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Dreams in the Womb edition by Brandon Gene Petit Literature Fiction eBooks Reviews
When I started reading Dreams in the Womb, I had no idea what to expect. Unlike other poetry collections I read previously, this one is an interesting mix of prose and verse, alternating every few pages between the two.
"My nubile heart resounds into nurturing fluids and my form grows heavy in the dreaming void of the womb . . . my eyes are sealed shut but my fetal head now busies with thoughts as it curls into my chest. Behold the first inklings of consciousness in their amoebic state, probing the darkness pursuant of a sentient spark; an infant's first grasping handfuls of love, fear, and jealousy . . . or at least the primitive roots of such."
The opening prose Prior Knowledge grabbed me with its esoteric quality, evoking powerful images in my mind - images of pure beauty and nostalgia. The first well-known work that came to mind, if I had to compare, was Calvino's Cosmicomics. But unlike Calvino who delved into consciousness and persisted in a theme, Petit seems to tickle the subconscious and moves on, shifting the focus and style as the book unfolds, no longer esoteric but very human, vulnerable, and romantic like Lawrence, then shifting again.
"The thorn in my fingertip serves as punishment for taking her for granted, and the bead of blood that follows is surely the opposite of her tears. Her afterglow smells like memories, and candlelight, and lazy days in bed . . . but to my dismay it does not smell like forgiveness."
Before I continue, however, I must admit that I am torn by this book. To me, there are two books - one of prose [which Petit categorizes as writings] and one of verse [formal poetry]. As a reviewer, nonetheless, I must rate the book as a whole.
The verse, or poems in this collection are beautiful, yet failed to engage me in a way I would have liked. There is absolutely nothing wrong with the poems; it is just that I, personally, struggle with rhyming poetry. And despite the fact that Petit did a wonderful job in getting all the mechanics right and selected some great words to match the rhyme and rhythm without sacrificing meaning, I would have preferred free verse. That being said, I'm not sufficiently familiar with formal-style poetry to pass a judgement, but had I the opportunity to rate the two styles separately, I would have rated the verse at three stars.
The prose pieces were my favorite pieces in the book. Each time I found one, I was overjoyed, and I looked forward towards the next one. This is where Petit turned me upside down, shook me, and set me back again. Yes, it is that good.
"I have misguided my talent to distinguish the varieties of Heavens from the instabilities of Hell, and in fool-fashion I show little concern that I may never break away from the dance. I revel in cycles too intellectual to be hedonistic, but too asinine to be fruitful to the psyche."
It is in prose that Petit shines as a true poet. You may think that this is an oxymoron, but no, I must assure you that the soul of a true poet shines forth from the "writings", as Petit refers to his short pieces.
"I am numbed . . . numbed not beyond the threshold of emotion, but beyond any earthly connection to the world and its trite voice of reason . . . and therefor any reasoning emotions akin. Yes, an afebrile sickness of ecstasy and austerity intertwined becomes my illusory cradle-prison of a realm, somewhere in the dismal spaces between the rotating gears of consciousness."
His imagery-rich language is a spectacular example of what it means to be a poet, what it means to see the beauty in everything around you, even the worst day of your life. Reading the prose, I felt touched. If I could, the prose would receive a five star rating without having to think about it twice.
"Love is painful when it travels only in one direction, and words are deadly when they speak of triangles and broken circles."
Petit's collection as a whole is greatly varied, touching upon themes of love, relationships, heaven, hell,
"It seems like the Devil always has one last form . . . one last mask, then still another . . . one more arrow flailing over the edge from the darkness to whence you have sent him. To your dismay, evil has bartered for a permanent place in nature, and when the Devil is not blatant on the stilts of man he crouches in the legs and drooping chins of beasts, prowling ever closer to the fire until a sleeper's neglect fails the flame and darkness exposes a path."
past lives, gods, and anything in between. Yet, throughout the collection runs the theme of beauty, be it a woman he admires or the light of a star in the evening sky.
Rain . . . the unsalted tears of God . . . and thunder, the massive heartbeat which squirms in ire for the angel that did not love Him. They both work together to make mad, tempestuous love in skies tinged as yellowed paper . . . restless anger growling in chains while a peaceful, Zen kind of sorrow vents the poison angst, keeping it all in balance for an alchemic display. For me it is an evening of half-dreaming and dignified god-questioning . . . answered only by the clarity of sublime breaths and the silence that overtakes from where conversations with divinity slide off into sleep, unresolved."
He sees beauty everywhere, and he has the ability to tame this beauty and bring it to his readers. And for this, I'm grateful.
Overall rating, strong 4 stars.
Mr. Petit, you are one talented poet, and I thank you for letting me glimpse the world through your eyes.
For me, one of the greatest pleasures of reading is the musical effect that a string of written words is able to achieve, and it is for this reason that, although not particularly conversant in matter of poetry and technical mastery, I greatly enjoyed Brandon Gene Petit's collection of writings and verses. I won't burden you with a detailed discussion of stylistic elements and poetic diction suffice to say that if you decide to read Dreams In The Womb, you will enjoy the incantatory charm of poetry and prose poetry through the prolific (132 pieces in this collection), highly imaginative, and visionary mind of a true "words artisan".
Several are the muses that inspire Petit's journey in "lost realms of poetry and mysticism" - his relationship with God, the solemnity of a natural landscape, love, lust, and passion. Like every romantic poet, though, what mainly fires up its lyric is the angst roused by forlorn love.
A poet's frustration befalls from above...
Reminds me that muses were not made for love.
(from Muses Weren't Made For Love)
Unrequitted, star-crossed, one-way kind of love...the poet's muses are enchantresses of the senses, but they're are geographically or emotionally distant, tempting, but careless of his devotion, and what the poet is left with in the end is a handful of stirring memories and deja-vus.
She brought joy, she brought you sorrow,
But she won't be there when you wake tomorrow;
Though you've told your life story beside her in bed
You might misremember the things that you've said.
(from Miss Remember)
"Passion is love's madness..." and, as a creature of passion, the poet's mind conjures up in his verses the lasting impressions of feminine grace, the pallor of her soft skin, the taste of her lips, the audacity of her looks, and, ultimately, the hazy memory of a failed love affair.
At that moment the man realized that she was doomed to remain a fleeting vision of surface beauty, not destined to become a regular character in the theatrical display of his life. (from A Lovely Passerby)
At ease with the aesthetic and rhythmic qualities of poetic language, as well as the euphony and heightened imagery of prose poetry, Petit's writing is always emotional, intimate, and melodic. For his own admission, "my poetry rivals me as a lover...it is a better, smoother talker than I am."
Among my favorite verses Omnipresence, Redolence (prose), Hello Again (prose), And Sleep You Must (prose), The Ballade of Anna Marine, The Valley of Shells and Bones, Lady Things, Love Letters in Disappearing Ink. Read my full review on Mina's Bookshelf
I received a free physical copy of the book from the author in exchange for an honest review
There’s one sentence in the book description that I feel I have to quote, first of all
“Dreamers and seekers of beauty can escape the mundane light of day and drench themselves in dense verbiage as dark and thick as crimson wine, ultimately revisiting the ornate and redolent eras of Joyce, Dunsany and Poe.”
This was exactly how I saw this book and why I enjoyed it. At the end of the day, when that voice in your head doesn’t seem to shut up and let you rest, it’s books like this one that carry you away from everyday problems. They remind you of things that are more important, that have always been and always will be, questions that we all seek answers to and aspects of our mind we try to understand.
It’s all here, from love to religion, written in a melodic but raw, emotional style that draws you in from the page one. The subtle darkness of some verses doesn’t overshadow the overall tone, romantic, poetic, showing clearly the way the author sees the world. I was happy to see another person who, as in a Ryan Tedder’s song, ‘gets lost in the beauty of everything he sees’. But while I struggle to find words to describe these feelings, Brandon Gene Petit does not, and I see a true talent in the way he weaves them into an intricate, flowing pattern. Whether it’s poetry or free verses you’re looking for, you should give this book a try. 5 stars
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