So. Aurora Leigh by English poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning, written in 1856 (Dickens had just written Hard Times ) is a novel in verse about an English-Italian girl and her journey to becoming a poet. It is...a little challenging. Here is a live action shot of me reading yesterday: So, BOOK 1 : Aurora Leigh is born "[t]o make my father sadder, and myself/Not overjoyous truly." Which kind of just sets the tone, huh. I want this entire review read with an understanding that along with extreme perplexity and frustration for certain parts, I also acknowledge this book is the work of an incredible genius and I'm glad I am reading it. Yes, I shouted parts in anger while my girlfriend tried to get work done last night, but I also was like "WAIT THIS PART IS REALLY GOOD LISTEN." I've never been a huge fan of poetry, but I do think it fills a very necessary place in humanity's expression of itself, and those who use it well shoul...
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