Excerpts of Things I Will Never Say: by Nagham AB
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
When I was a teen I was into poetry. For the most part, I find it too emotionally crippling. Or vague enough that a poem written about a stubbed toe can mean it was about your true love. Yes, I write it on occasion. And yes I read it sometimes.
In the case of this book, I felt, often, like I had walked into someone else’s life. It felt autobiographical. So how can I judge it? This is the author’s feelings about things that have happened in their life. It was well written. Deep feelings reached out. Never once felt like I would quit reading. But none of the excerpts or poems seemed to lead into others. Yet I wanted to hear (text-to-speech) what the author had to say.
I know others will love this, will relate to it deeply.
Darswords 
What an intriguing and yet totally honest title. And your own words speak of poems waiting to be written, one that leads to another. I like the mystery of poetry, that mystery of some that I find too clever to be accessible and others that can reach right inside and touch a sensitive spot one wasn’t even aware of.
I just read a 4 page essay by Audre Lorde called Poetry is not a Luxury, which was very thought provoking on the meaning of poetry for women in particular. It’s one that requires much rereading before I could try to share what it might mean (to me), often these words say different things depending on who is receiving their wisdom and even at which age we read them.
You might like this book. If you get the chance to read it, let me know what you think.