Dark and dangerous content wrapped in pink taffeta and topped with a tiara. You can take the girl out of suburbia, but what happens when you take suburbia out of the girl? In her first collection of poetry, Susan Cossette Eng uses her own memories to take us behind the curtain to see – and feel – what it means to be a woman in 21st century America. Though the experiences are uniquely hers, you can’t help but feel there is some universal truth that is being exposed as the emotions of rage, confusion, desire, disillusionment and pain come tumbling off the page – sometimes agonizingly so.
Peggy Sue Messed Up . . . and other poems
Susan Cossette Eng earned her B.A. and M.A. in English at the University of Connecticut at Storrs, where she was a two-time recipient of the Wallace Stevens Poetry Prize. More of her work may be found at her Web site, the Muse Palace.
The rear cover of the book is difficult to read but it's covered with praises about the work.
Susan Cossette Eng's passion glows with a sharp beauty in this grenade of a volume - Ralph Nazareth
I've known Susan for quite a few years ago and I have listened while she gave readings on Second Life and then branched out to doing readings locally near her home wherever she could get a gig. Through the time she has kept working on writing more poetry and now she has published her first fulfillment in print.
My knowledge of Susan's work is not comprehensive enough for a detailed review but I can definitely say you will find great personal power of expression deriving in large part from an angst which is known to many but is rarely well-stated. She doesn't tell stories of holding hands while looking with someone at ducks in the park but some start in similar ways.
And why not take a chance on it ... she did.
Susan gave the greatest compliment ever to my own poetry when she said she wanted this one played at her funeral.
Don't get too carried away with music and funerals since I hear "Peggy Sue Messed Up" and she has some other stories to tell you as well. Go forth and eat the ice cream.
Peggy Sue Messed Up . . . and other poems
Susan Cossette Eng earned her B.A. and M.A. in English at the University of Connecticut at Storrs, where she was a two-time recipient of the Wallace Stevens Poetry Prize. More of her work may be found at her Web site, the Muse Palace.
The rear cover of the book is difficult to read but it's covered with praises about the work.
Susan Cossette Eng's passion glows with a sharp beauty in this grenade of a volume - Ralph Nazareth
I've known Susan for quite a few years ago and I have listened while she gave readings on Second Life and then branched out to doing readings locally near her home wherever she could get a gig. Through the time she has kept working on writing more poetry and now she has published her first fulfillment in print.
My knowledge of Susan's work is not comprehensive enough for a detailed review but I can definitely say you will find great personal power of expression deriving in large part from an angst which is known to many but is rarely well-stated. She doesn't tell stories of holding hands while looking with someone at ducks in the park but some start in similar ways.
And why not take a chance on it ... she did.
Susan gave the greatest compliment ever to my own poetry when she said she wanted this one played at her funeral.
Don't get too carried away with music and funerals since I hear "Peggy Sue Messed Up" and she has some other stories to tell you as well. Go forth and eat the ice cream.
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