Review of The Temple She Became

Rachel Custer doesn’t like me very much, and that’s fine, can’t say I blame her, however, I still love her poems. This book contains an awesome array of emotional verse, so many great moments and lines that just wreck your heart and then spend slow motion seconds rebuilding it with intense introspection. The overall tone of the book is one of quiet prayer, perhaps reverence for simplicity in the way life tries to destroy us while allowing us to live in such a beautiful world of hidden dangers and joys. Standouts for me were “There was a little magpie,” and “Fractal geometry,” but there’s much to find and enjoy in every poem, in this collection that feels like a poet discovering her voice.


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