The Light Around the Body

I did not enjoy this poetry. It was incredibly dark, and though a small book, and with “light” in the title - incredibly heavy. Death, cold, winter, the insignificance of human life in the expanses of nature on every page. I wrote a bunch of frowny faces in the margins to mark where extreme discomfort was elicited, or audible “BLEH” sounds. It just made me feel sad and cold. At least it was a short book, over quickly?