I don't read a lot of poems, nothing wrong with Atwood here. There were a few lines that made me tingle, a couple of poems that made me pause. Nothing too extraordinary. I have to say, I enjoyed the poems about her father the most.


First: You came back into the room/where you've been living/all along.
Last: Incandescent.

How much longer can I get away/with being so fucking cute?/Not much longer.