Matt McAvoy Book Review

I enjoy books of poetry, and I enjoyed this intense and personal collection from Lady Byrd. With a theme of love and a need to be heard, “No-One Listens” is clearly a very profound therapy for the perhaps troubled author, and suggests an underlying trauma. It does feel a tad voyeuristic, as though we are privy to Lady Byrd’s heart and mind, as well as her private demons.

She expresses herself frankly and creatively. With its self-contained assortment of fonts and formats, this collection resembles more modern art than poetry; I like this aspect of it a lot: for, if poetry is not a form of artistic expression,then what is? It would make a great little addition to a quiet coffee or a glass of wine, if you are in a philosophical or reflective mood.

I do have some issues with the book: the prose should be laid out more in monologue, and there appears to be little structure to the theme; despite its very short word count, I did feel there was enough despair, hope and backstory here to organize into a more ordered synopsis. It is also a shame that many of the poems are not named, and I do think this should be remedied; nor do I feel they are formatted as perhaps they should be. Of course, I understand that the feel of disorganization and chaos is probably intentional, on the part of the author, but still I would love to see this book formatted and edited; also, perhaps if Lady Byrd has a few profound rough sketches (which I am sure she probably has), I think these would be a great addition too. There is a good deal of scope for “No-One Listens” to be a nice collection of expression, if the author is so inclined.

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