Book Review: THE APOCALYPTIC MANNEQUIN by Stephanie Wytovich

I consider myself a “newbie” when it comes to reading and reviewing poetry, as most of my reading consists of prose. However, over this past year I’ve ventured into some horror-themed poetry collections. So, when I was offered a copy of The Apocalyptic Mannequin for review, I happily accepted, for two main reasons. Number one: I’ve heard nothing but praise for the author’s work. The second reason was simply to broaden my horizons as a reader and step slightly out of my comfort zone.

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Because I’m newer to poetry, I sometimes feel shaky about my opinions when it comes to reviews, but here’s what I can tell you about this collection—the writing is gorgeous and descriptive, even while being centered on such a terrifying topic as the apocalypse. All of the poems, no matter whether short or long in length, conjure up some strong mental imagery for the reader. Stephanie Wytovich does an amazing job of making one truly “see” what they’re reading. Some of the descriptions are so well written that I could nearly taste or feel what she was writing about in that moment.

As usual with collections, I’ve selected my “Top 5” pieces to share with you. In this collection, my favorites are:

 

“Only What Could Be Carried”

 

“Abandonment”

 

“There’s No Air Left”

 

“Beneath the Rubble, They’re Watching”

 

“Marionette Disorder”

 

If you’re a fan of horror-themed poetry, especially apocalyptic horror, I’d recommend this collection. I’m looking forward to reading more of this author’s work in the future.

4/5 Stars

 

 

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