Publication date: 22 May 2018
In the vein of poetry collections like Milk and Honey and Adultolescence, this compilation of short, powerful poems from teen Instagram sensation @poeticpoison perfectly captures the human experience.
In Light Filters In, Caroline Kaufman—known as @poeticpoison—does what she does best: reflects our own experiences back at us and makes us feel less alone, one exquisite and insightful piece at a time. She writes about giving up too much of yourself to someone else, not fitting in, endlessly Googling “how to be happy,” and ultimately figuring out who you are.
This hardcover collection features completely new material plus some fan favorites from Caroline’s account. Filled with haunting, spare pieces of original art, Light Filters In will thrill existing fans and newcomers alike.
I’m so in love with this book. I’ve tagged almost every 5 pages. I also definitely did not read a poem and stare at the wall to think about my life. Nope. I TOTALLY did not do that. 😊 If you’ve suffered from depression, anxiety or any mental illnesses and you are still fighting your ghosts. I would really recommend this book to you. To be Frank, I’ve never really get the concept of poetry books at the price RM60+ until this one. I’ve always thought they were ridiculously expensive. After reading this poetry book which had me hooked on the opening line (I read it in the bookstore, the book followed me home! I swear! It kept calling out to me!!), I FINALLY understood what I’m paying for. I’m not paying for the high quality cover or paper. I am paying for the blood + sweat + tears in the words which were written by the author who personally experienced those battles of ⚔️steal and fire🔥.
This book deserves all the stars in the universe✨ Thank you so much @poeticpoison for having the courage to pen down the rawest of emotions. You inspire me so much ❤️. You wrote down what was truly in my heart for many years. 🙌 I now have a new appreciation for poetry books thanks to you.💕
“I am done being delicate.#Feminism
As a girl, I was taught to be sweet,
to be dainty,
to fold into myself until I was nothing more than crumpled paper.
This is my unfolding.
I will use gunpowder to set my makeup and gasoline as my perfume.
Next time you try to burn me at the stake, I will burn back.
I will start a fire you cannot control.”
This is one of my favourite poems from her. I literally tab her poems every few pages.