"Marylin Houle's songs of pain and sorrow will
stay with you long after you have read her book.
Her poems of self-abuse, torment, and heartbreak will leave you
speechless.
This very moving first collection of Marylin's exemplifies her potential
for greater things to come."
- I.B. Iskov Founder, The Ontario Poetry Society
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"From beginning to end, Marylin Houle's poetry
will swallow you with intense moods and subjects. Her poems reflect
the power that words have to create awareness of subjects such as love,
abuse and death. This book is filled with honest emotion. One
read is definitely not enough.
- Monique Berry
Editor, Perspectives Magazine
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The poetry in
'Swallowed By The Room' has been compared to that of Sylvia Plath.
Swallowed By The Room (sample poem from the book)
In a sex stained hotel room
With wrinkled, unchanged sheets
Nicotine painted walls
And roaches at her feet
The window's opened slightly
Letting in the sounds of fear
She can feel the mounds of pain
That the room left last year
And lying on the nightstand
Was her husband's silver spoon
Her whole life's dignity
Has been swallowed by the room
When she closes her eyes
She can still feel and see
The pain in his eyes
And a soul so empty
A tear rolls down her sunken cheek
As the needle pierces her vein
She knows nothing of forgiveness
All she's ever known is pain
And her soul's below the balcony
Where her love's bloody body lied
And the moment that she hit the ground
Along with him she died
She steps onto her deadly plank
Of hurt and quiet despair
With a cry or pain she's flying
Though for a year she's been there
With only angels watching
She comes down from her high
Two lost lovers in a hotel room
For eternity they cry.
