
The Collection Plate
Poems
Author: Kendra Allen
Narrator: Kendra Allen
Unabridged: 1 hr 2 min
Format: Digital Audiobook Download
Publisher: Ecco
Published: 07/06/2021

Author: Kendra Allen
Narrator: Kendra Allen
Unabridged: 1 hr 2 min
Format: Digital Audiobook Download
Publisher: Ecco
Published: 07/06/2021
Kendra Allen is the author of the memoir Fruit Punch, the poetry collection The Collection Plate, and the essay collection When You Learn the Alphabet, which won the 2018 Iowa Prize for Literary Nonfiction, awarded by Kiese Laymon. She writes to music column “Make Love in My Car” for Southwest Review. She was born and raised in Dallas.
The collection plate was a book of poetry that rocked me to my 🦴 bones. It is very rare that I read something that has a voice like this one. There wasn’t any great romance that broken her heart. There wasn’t some man/woman that left her. She was fully aware and conscious in this one🙌🏽. I have never......more
I won this through a giveaway in exchange for an honest review... I don’t have much to say on this, except that is was pretty good. Poetry is personal, and everybody liked different things...it speaks to people in different ways. It wasn’t the best that I’ve read, but it definitely wasn’t the worst,......more
Poems filled with passion, agony, and anguish reveal the emotions of black lives. This writer's bold and demanding tone emerges powerfully with infinitive phrases and genuine craft. My favorite poems are ‘Solace by Earl’, ‘I am the note Held Towards the End’, ‘Gifting back Barn and Bread’, and ‘I co......more
Aptly personal, intimate, Southern, and Black, 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙋𝙡𝙖𝙩𝙚 is a testament to the generations of Black voices, trapped and free, that now have the ability to stand in their truth and see themselves fully. Kendra Allen’s debut poetry collection collects your hearts, your spirit, and your mind......more
This poetry collection grabbed me swiftly by the throat from the first page and choked me up all the way through. Read some things I wish I couldn't relate to and others I was sad the author had the language to bear witness. Thoughts of scarlet red-lined church pews and my grandma's hands came to mi......more