July 1, 2013 Book Reviews





SOB is   Bridget Jones having an affair with Edgar Allen Poe on paper. The somber gloom of Poe and the wry single girl longing for a lasting relationship, mingle in every line and kiss with every comma.

Undone by the complexity of relationships with men, Loria Taylor took her pen, applied it to paper then wickedly and slyly showed us ourselves. Reading this book is little like being stripped naked and a lot like being x rayed to reveal your inner demons. From the first page, each poem is relatable to anyone who has ever been kicked in the romantic gut and walked away confused and bruised. Ms. Taylor holds nothing back, she is cryptic and sardonic in matters pertaining to men and wise in the way only a woman who is emotionally observant can be.

Dissatisfied with the status quo, this poet embraces then resists the modern stereotype of the single Southern woman in a technological age. Online dating sites, text messaging and the revolving door of insincere connections fits like a shoe that’s too tight and as with any iconoclast she goes emotionally barefoot as often as possible often walking over the red hot coals of family, terminal cancer, death, hidden inhibitions and unrelenting insomnia. Throughout, her anguish is expressed as fear and disease but not as an end unto themselves, but rather as a cathartic necessity for her ultimate transformation into someone stronger and more resilient.

The deeper into this volume of poetry you plunge your sensibility the more acutely aware you become that the writer is of another era, a traditionalist at heart desperately trying to come to terms with her place in a society she is in many ways too sensible and gentile to accept but shrewd enough to adapt and thrive. SOB is a Southern Gothic romantic drama played out in verse with a heroine who battles unrequited love, depression and tragedy with the ultimate outcome still unknown.

Loria Taylor is no wallflower or wilting violet, but rather a bright red luscious rose, thorny but reaching for the white hot sun. She is Margaret Mitchell caught in a time warp and not afraid to write Rhett Butler off the page if need be. The psychological journey for this poet and her readers is as winding, bumpy and unpredictable as an Arkansas country road after a heavy rain. There must be something in the Arkansas air to produce this kind of brutal clarity in verse and something tells me that Maya Angelou would not only approve, but also give a nod of understanding to Ms. Taylor’s wit, courage and skill at climbing the interior walls that separate us from others.

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  1. Dhyan July 03, at 08:00

    Loria's writing is always full of passion, heart speaking words and laugh; at her self, the world and life. it is always refreshing to read such a point of view in a world which, while getting more shallow, is getting too serious regarding itself (and i speak about my own self too here). SOB is not an inch behind with that – it might well bring tears to your eyes; of sadness, of pain, anguish or joy and release – either ways it is a cleansing reading

    • Administrator July 03, at 22:31

      I completely agree Guy, and as is always the case with talented people, she has no awareness of her poetic ability. When I finished reading SOB, I felt a certain relief, as if I'd had a damn good cry about something. Loria writes about resilience and the power that can only be found in weak places and you have made an excellent point when you say "heart speaking words and laugh" because it is that which makes so unique. She had better get busy and put write another now!


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