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alyssapusateri's review against another edition
2.75
Graphic: Sexual content and Cursing
Moderate: Medical content
Minor: Alcohol, Infidelity, Injury/Injury detail, Animal cruelty, Grief, Ableism, Addiction, Alcoholism, and Animal death
readingwithgoose's review against another edition
3.5
Graphic: Injury/Injury detail, Medical content, Sexual content, and Grief
Moderate: Alcohol
mads_jpg's review
1.25
Moderate: Addiction, Injury/Injury detail, Medical content, Mental illness, Drug use, Grief, Sexual content, Animal death, Alcohol, and Cursing
siebensommer's review against another edition
75. Mostly I have felt myself becoming a servant of sadness. I am still looking for the beauty in that.
a lot to ponder
but i struggled w feeling detachment from the depth of feelings in this one
Moderate: Medical content, Medical trauma, Sexual content, Alcohol, Grief, and Injury/Injury detail
stuffinmybrainhole's review
4.5
Moderate: Alcohol, Grief, Medical trauma, Mental illness, Sexual content, and Suicidal thoughts
bi_n_large's review against another edition
3.0
Moderate: Injury/Injury detail, Sexual content, Chronic illness, and Toxic relationship
Minor: Alcohol, Mental illness, and Grief
kaitsarago's review against another edition
3.0
Really beautiful concept, very pretentious execution.
Moderate: Ableism, Suicidal thoughts, and Alcohol
laraamaee's review
4.25
As an eighteenth birthday gift, my friend bought me Bluets from the famous Shakespeare and Company in Paris. For this reason, and for my own lifelong, intrinsic connection to the colour blue, Bluets is extremely precious to me. (Although, apparently, according to Nelson, half of American adults also describe blue as their favourite colour. As a British just-turned-adult, can I count myself out?) Well, actually, Bluets stayed on my bookshelf for several months until I got a chance to read it, despite its short length, because I knew that it would shake me to my core. I mean, my poet friend must have gifted it to me for a reason.
So yes, maybe I came in with the preconceived notion that I would like this book. But I was indeed proved right. Nelson's series of 240 intertwining prose poems about heartbreak, sex, caring for her friend with quadriplegia, and of course, the colour blue, were so succinct yet sharp. 'Saturated', perhaps, with both the intense calm and reassurance of a blue ocean, but also the deep, dark blue of loneliness and depression.
This is my first time reading Nelson, and what I thoroughly enjoyed was her honesty and self-assured style of writing. Many moments in the book struck me, made me put it down and reflect or just sit in awe, as good poetry usually does. However, what I wasn't expecting was so many references to other people, mainly philosophers. Often, Nelson quotes these people and uses them to somewhat loosely tie them into her arguments/considerations. Like, I'm sorry, but after studying Literary Theories at uni, I don't necessarily want to bump into Jacques Derrida when I don't have to. But maybe this is a me thing.
I would recommend this mostly to people who are going through a hard time, especially a breakup. I think it would resonate with them most. (And also fellow blue lovers.)
Moderate: Medical content, Injury/Injury detail, Medical trauma, Suicidal thoughts, Suicide, Alcohol, and Alcoholism
Minor: Blood
bingsdings's review against another edition
3.5
Graphic: Alcohol and Sexual content
annikaa's review against another edition
5.0
Moderate: Car accident, Medical content, Medical trauma, and Sexual content
Minor: Alcohol