Poems for the Body Temple

by Luciana J. Hugueney


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Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 6/24/2017

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 5x8
Page Count : 60
ISBN : 9781504382755

About the Book

In this new collection of poems, the author of Poems for the Soul continues her journey of self-exploration through the healing world of poetry. Enjoy the ride as the author, poem by poem, dives deeper in search of greater meaning and inner peace.

 

KIRKUS REVIEW

Hugueney (Poems for the Soul, 2016) offers an elegantly crafted “journey of self-exploration through poetry.”

In a recent issue of The New Yorker, Ruth Franklin wrote about the persistent popularity of poet Mary Oliver, arguing that Oliver’s strength is her “accessibility: she writes blank verse in a conversational style, with no typographical gimmicks.” Reading this description, it’s easy to see why Hugueney calls Oliver “beloved,” because the younger poet’s verse can be described in very similar terms. Here, she writes about the elder writer’s influence: “I do not have woods to stroll through, as beloved / poet Mary Oliver, but there are patches of green where I live / and the smell of wet earth, chirping birds, / and a gentle breeze to lose (or is it find?) myself in.” This is Hugueney at her best—unpretentious, honest, limpid. This is her second volume, and it shows her rounding into form as a writer. Although she tackles a variety of topics in this effort, two stand out: the challenge of raising an autistic child and the struggle against a low-grade sorrow that she calls “the fog.” Hugueney has two kids, and the youngest is autistic. She writes, “Autism takes its toll. / Only the strong will be given this challenge. / So many years of feeding, sweeping, swiping, / washing, brushing. / It’s worse when I’m alone with my son. / No one to laugh with, to share with.” Sometimes, that toll seems too heavy to bear; this, it appears, is when the fog rolls in: “As I swipe the elegant marble counter / with my soggy, faded washcloth, / I suddenly feel the fog creeping in again.” One hears the creep of depression in lines like these, but it’s heartening to read an author who’s willing to write so openly about the real emotional challenges of parenthood. Further, the collection’s journey ends with hope for the speaker and for her family. A late poem reads, “I am on the right path. / Angels are lighting my way right now. / I just have to keep hold of my compass. / A new beginning is always possible.” After finishing this book, one can’t help but wish the author well as she continues on her own path.

Affliction resolves into hope and light in this cathartic collection.


About the Author

Luciana Jabôr Hugueney was born in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil, in 1967. Daughter of a Brazilian diplomat, she spent most of her childhood living in different countries around the world. Having been taught to read in English while living in the United States, Luciana developed a strong attachment to this language, favoring English in her poetry. At the age of eighteen, Luciana left her family to pursue studies in New York City, where she concluded a bachelor’s degree in liberal arts from the New School for Social Research. She obtained a master’s in education while living with her husband in Uruguay. Luciana has two sons, the youngest one with autism. Since the birth of her second son, most of her life has been dedicated to unraveling the mysterious autism puzzle and helping her son develop to his utmost potential. He is currently eighteen years old and Luciana has been able, more recently, to dedicate time to two of her passions -- poetry and painting. This is Luciana’s second book of poems. She currently lives with her husband and youngest son in Los Angeles, California.