Hi Roseille, I have the pleasure of reviewing your "Stuff of Stars". Perfect timing because I just came inside from standing in awe under tonight's stars. Living in a rural area I don't have the lights of a city to obscure them. I was engulfed by them. Such a beautiful sight.

Using the stars as a metaphor for life was a perfect premise for a poem. Reading your poem out loud, I really wanted to go outside and read it to the stars, but then I would have to turn on a light and that would diminish their brilliance. This free verse piece has a nice flow and ebb.

So many wonderful phrases:
"our souls spit fire like suns"

"(renewed, clung to each day,
with bone-toned, creaking fists) "

"to find a place to be ourselves,
or not ourselves, but not alone."

And especially the last stanza. I simply loved this poem. Thank you.

~~Tink

My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .