Birth in Storm

These poems didn't move me as I had hoped they would, but Sewell's strong use of language certainly made these poems feel as if they were moving physically. There is a definite strength in the poems of Birth in Storm. The wind roars. The earth moves. Fireworks explode. Even in the poet's weakest moments, she seems strong. And the quietest words still resound. The rubbing of a seed. The exhale of breath. I could hear the energy within them.

What makes these poems so wonderful is their sound, and the poet handles this element masterfully. These poems may have not resonated with me personally, but they will with some; truthfully, I'm almost afraid of what would happen if Sewell's powerful words struck a chord within me.