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The Evil We All Feel: Self-help through poetry and random thoughts on life and society

Tekijä: Chase Wasilenko

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"The Evil We All Feel" is more than just poetry, it is more than just journal writings. It is more than just a book. It is a cry for help. A plea, a prayer, a message. It might not be for you. As it is searching for truth. It is filled with words of hope, wisdom and love but equally filled with words of despair, anguish and frustration. It is contradictory as it is a reflection of our everyday society, vague with imagery and straightforward with quotes. Right to the point, this self-help poetry touches on topics of addiction, depression, love, society and life. This is a hand coming through the rubble searching to be lifted up.… (lisätietoja)
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This is a collection of poetry from a working person. I can so relate to this. In the very beginning of the book, author Chase Wasilenko makes this statement:
“Self-help through poetry and random
thoughts on life and society”
And that sets the tone for some snappy observations, painful sound bites, and familiar feelings for those of us who feel we aren’t living our best life … but who haven’t given up yet.
In “Smile” the first poem, is this line:
“Sands of time can't slip through your fingers if you
don't have any.”
Dark? Hell yes. This line does suggest the idea that much of life is sacrifice—we are paying for something, somehow, someway.
The format and structure of the poems and thoughts are interesting.
This is from “Strive Forward”
“If you get high enough things suck less.”
It helps to explain addiction. I know after a terrible day at work (and there were too many of them) I would drown myself in Taco Bell. Or McDonald’s. Or Hardee’s. Or some sort of food. So, while I could be proud that I didn’t drink or do drugs or smoke, well, I’m an addict too. I HAVE lost 30 pounds, so it IS possible.
I particularly enjoyed this line from “If I Die Today”:
“It wasn't that I needed to die
It was just that I couldn't live”
Boy, can I relate to that.
Interspersed between poems are observations about elements of daily life. Loneliness, for one. Decision-making. Love. (There are more, promise.) These are brief, and wonderfully done. I prefer my poetry brief, even though I tend to ramble on and on about things. I was reminded of William Carlos Williams while reading this book. No observations about delicious plums in the refrigerator here, Wasilenko instead offers word snapshots of the struggles of life.
Much has been said about getting ourselves out of our comfort zones, but Wasilenko argues against this. This is refreshing to see. As someone who has “made an effort to get out there”, I think some people are just socially inept. They might be in a group and say something, and there will be a silence, as if that person never said anything at all. I tried to get someone’s attention during a group project yesterday. I didn’t give up until I got that person’s attention, but the exercise of stating that person’s name like a five-year-old saying “Mommy!” over and over again, made me realize that even though I am a grown-ass woman, being middle-aged renders me invisible. Yes, wearing tight, low-cut shirts takes me out of my comfort zone, but it DOES get me attention, sometimes. So, I get it. I should not have to dress in a way that makes me feel uncomfortable just to say, “here I am.”
There’s an observation about laziness that will hit some people where they live.
Then, when you think it’s all sadness, there’s a reminder to “never forget the importance of everyday.”

Wasilenko also touches on something I think about from time to time, in regards to quitting. Churchill said to never quit, but Wasilenko asks, “But what if you’re making all the wrong choices?” Is there a time when you do indeed have to quit? I love that someone else has thought of this.
In “Wild Dogs” I couldn’t help think of innocent children growing up. I think we start out with good intentions, most of us do, but then realize what we learned in kindergarten, if we live by it, will get us eaten alive. Yes, we should be nice and share. We don’t.
In spite of the subject matter and tone, this collection is unique in that it is inspiring in kind of a gloomy, “you only live once” sort of way. It doesn’t advocate for mindless entertainment, in the more traditional “YOLO” sense. It’s the message that you keep going, in spite of it all.
Wasilenko closes by saying he loves and hates you all. Back at you, and here’s a hug.
I highly recommend this collection of poems, especially if you hate poetry. This just might change your mind; it’s that good. ( )
  GloriaD7777777 | May 26, 2020 |
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"The Evil We All Feel" is more than just poetry, it is more than just journal writings. It is more than just a book. It is a cry for help. A plea, a prayer, a message. It might not be for you. As it is searching for truth. It is filled with words of hope, wisdom and love but equally filled with words of despair, anguish and frustration. It is contradictory as it is a reflection of our everyday society, vague with imagery and straightforward with quotes. Right to the point, this self-help poetry touches on topics of addiction, depression, love, society and life. This is a hand coming through the rubble searching to be lifted up.

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