Good hello, friends! Today I’m back to review The Poet X! Now, this is a reread for me and I’ll be including my first review into this one. This was the group book for Blackathon and I was excited to reread it with the audiobook. I’ve heard such amazing things about the audiobook so I wanted to give it a listen to see how it changed my experience of the story.
My lame synopsis: The Poet X is told in verse like spoken word of Xiomara’s life. It centres around a teenager growing up in a religious household, the struggles of being a young woman, and finding her own voice (Goodreads).
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My Rating: 4.5 out of 5 stars
I can’t recommend this book enough! I would highly suggest to listen to the audiobook while reading along with a physical copy. The audiobook made a world of difference and took my experience to another level. Acevedo is so talented; I love that she herself was the narrator of the audiobook. She made the verses so much more impactful and hard-hitting.
*Review from May 2018.
This book is my heart and sole of 17 year old me. I came from a religious household, which made high school difficult for me. I struggled with what I wanted and what my parents wanted, and what I was suppose to be as a woman. Xiomara is a wonderful character, a reflection of my younger self and I hope you pick it up if you haven’t.
This book is told in verse, which is definitely a new experience for me. I quite enjoyed reading in the format of verse; it made the book just fly by. I hope to find more books in this same type, if you have any recommendations, please let me know! Unfortunately, I can’t really critique the verses because it’s not my area of expertise, but I will say they were easy to follow and beautiful.
As mentioned above, Xiomara is such a relatable character, especially if you grew up in a religious household. I may not be Dominican, a twin, or a poet for that matter, but I’ve struggled like X in other ways and this book would have meant so much to me in high school. I really enjoyed following her as she struggled to find her voice.
For her mother, I understand that I’m not a mother and don’t know what it’s like. But there must be a better way to govern young women.
Speaking of which I felt this book did a great job in portraying unfair expectations on women. That we should be ashamed of our bodies although we have no control over what our bodies turn into, large breasts or not, tiny waist or not, etc. Are we all suppose to be a nun and happily do the chores, and help with dinner, and be grateful we exist? But we can’t be listened to? Why can’t we make our own choices? My body is own to govern, no one else. I choose to do what what I see fit with my body. If I want to get a tattoo, then I’m going to get a Goddamn tattoo. I will no longer ashamed. Why must young girls/women be taught to shame themselves?
As always, thanks for reading!
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