Book Review

Until the End of Time

Until the End of Time by Mia Herman has perhaps the greatest, most salient blurb of any poetry book I’ve reviewed in this series so I am including it in full. 

“Showcasing a wide range in form, imagery, and language, this dazzling debut, at its core, is a love letter to all the things that hurt and haunt us—and the way they ultimately inform the happiness we chase, choose, and fight for, over and over, until the end of time.”

When I read this I could not believe this was Mia Herman’s debut collection. She writes with such conviction, such self-confidence I could have sworn she had been doing it for a long time. Her tone oscillates between endearing humor, and deeply moving, emotional resonance, often brilliantly combining the two. 

Reading this collection feels like having a conversation with a close friend. Herman is at once self-deprecating, fun, while still remaining stunningly reflective; her work is a fun-house mirror.

Humor & Reflection
 

Boasting titles such as “First Date Follow Up (AKA After He’s Ghosted Me But Before I Know It)” and “A Thank-You Note to My Therapist,” the first half of Herman’s collection explores complex relationships with a lens of humor that any reader would find engaging. She is constantly touching on universal truths of being human with sarcasm and self-deprecating humor, as in “When my boyfriend verbally abuses me but insists it’s just ‘tough love’”.

Lord
have mercy, have you ever kept track
of the important things like electric bills
and bible study? When you’re done playing
pretend with poetry and shit I’d appreciate it
if you cleaned up the mess.
 
(Herman, 6)

 
Trust & Trauma
 

One of the most apt words I can use for this collection is refreshing. Confessional poetry so often reads as self-serious and brooding. The tone can often feel less conversational and more reportorial. But this collection reads more like Megan Fernandes and less like Sylvia Plath. There is almost a certain trust that Herman gives to the reader; she presents her personal trauma with the tone of a good friend, a confidant who will share her pain.

The second half of her collection is filled with poems about a miscarriage. With titles like “First Trimester Miscarriage” and “When Miscarrying Makes You Feel Like a Failure and Your Thoughts Begin to Spiral,” the reader is invited to share deeply personal experiences but isn’t treated like a stranger. Take this example from the prose poem Love Letter to my Miscarried Baby”

Sweetheart,                                                                            1/30/18
 
I have to confess that carrying You made me feel less alone—
like phoning a friend who always picks up or catching a shadow
when the forecast is gray—and I often wonder whether that means
I would have been a helicopter mom, arms outstretched like giant
propellers trying to protect You from the elements. My therapist
thinks so.
 
(Herman, 30)

 
A Phenomenal Debut
 

Writing a book review can be hard. Often, I try to remain analytical, unbiased, speaking to the craft elements of a collection I admire. But I have to admit, this time around, Until the End of Time just turned me into a fan. I simply, unapologetically, love this collection. For anyone looking for brilliant up-and-coming poets, look no further. This debut collection is one of my favorites I’ve read this year. Please excuse my biases, but I’d like to end this review with a couple of stanzas from her poem “Barren” that I think justifies my admiration.

a cactus blooms
in my throat, sprouting needles
that puncture my lungs
again and again until I am
gasping and panting and
possibly even hallucinating
this little girl before me
 
but when I close my eyes
there she is—looking
just like me—and all I want
to do is drink her in
to existence.

(Herman, 28)

— C. W. Bryan, Book Review Editor
Founder and writer at poetryispretentious.com and the author of the chapbook Celine: An Elegy, published with Bottlecap Press.

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Author Statement

I’ve come to think of this collection as a love letter to all the things that hurt and haunt me. I don’t know if I realized it at the time, but writing these poems was my attempt to understand how certain ghosts—past, present, and future—impact and inform my day-to-day happiness. 

3 Questions

Mia Herman

INK: What most inspires you to write?
 

M.H.: It’s the need to make sense of myself and my experiences. Even as a little girl, writing was my go-to way of dealing with big feelings. The other day, I found my kid chewing on a crayon (welp!), and after brushing all the blue from his teeth, my first thought was, “There’s gotta be a poem in here somewhere.” It’s instinctive, you know? Like a reflex. I can’t NOT write.

INK: What does your writing routine look like?
 

M.H.: Some days I can carve out an hour early in the morning or late at night. But I’ve got two little kids so mostly it looks like five minutes typing in the notes app while waiting in the school carpool line. Or scribbling on the back of a recipe card while cooking for Shabbat dinner. Sometimes it’s just a word or phrase on voice memo while I’m grocery shopping. Basically, my writing routine is as fickle as my toddler. 🙂

INK: Name a favorite poem you feel everyone should read and why.
 

M.H.: “The Raincoat” by Ada Limon punches me in the gut every time I read it. She guides you toward the revelation of the last few lines with such gentleness and grace! I can only think of a handful of other poets who can do the same. (Linda Pastan and Yehoshua November are two that come to mind.) And the closing shift in the speaker’s perception of her lived experiences is so magnificent. Reminds me that at any given moment, I can shift my own perspective. Choose to see things differently. I can be kinder. More grateful. I can grow and evolve at any point.

Q&A with C.W. Bryan
C.W. Bryan: There are several biblical allusions in your book, even from the very first poem in the collection. Sarah and Abraham, the Book of Genesis, Adam and the garden, capitalizing “He” and “Him” in certain places. I really enjoyed the context they added to your poems. Can you speak a little bit about your relationship to these allusions or the inspiration behind them?
 

M.H.: As an Orthodox Jew, I was raised on these biblical stories. There is a Hebrew saying ma’aseh avot siman l’banim which basically means that we should learn from–and draw inspiration from–the experiences, actions, and words of our ancestors. So my faith is ever-present in my writing. It shapes the way I think and speak, and the way I interact with others. Judaism is the lens through which everything in my life comes into focus–including writing.

C.W. Bryan: I feel like you have a very specific relationship to the titles of your poems. They all do so much work outside of the simple labeling of the poem. I particularly enjoyed Nyctophiliac, Adam, and [insert title] as examples. These titles do so much work for the poems themselves and I would love to know more about your thoughts on what titles can do for poems, or what yours do specifically.

 

M.H.: I tend to think of poems as little paintings so, for me, titles are kind of like custom frames. With every piece, I try to choose what will best serve my art. Sometimes I’ll need something simple and sturdy, something that quietly supports an already-big-and-bold poem. Other times I’ll focus on texture or nuance, a title that adds dimension or humor to the lines below it. I actually really love this part of poetry! It’s exciting to take a step back, look at the entirety of a poem, and figure out what kind of “frame” is going to make it shine.

C.W. Bryan: The tone in which you write reminds me at times of Billy Collins or Mary Ruefle. The poems you write are clearly so personal and reflective, and about powerful topics. I find the juxtaposition of comedy and trauma to be insanely effective in this collection, particularly in “What People Whisper.” Is humor the natural way for you to express grief? Or perhaps just one of many?
 

M.H.: Wow, what an honor to be mentioned in the same sentence as Billy Collins and Mary Ruefle! Whew, that is very kind and generous of you. Humor is definitely one way I handle trauma and grief. It’s a coping mechanism of sorts. A way to make the heaviness of life a little lighter. Mostly, though, I think my instinct is to turn inward when there’s sadness. To sit with my grief. To handle it on my own. That probably stems from living with chronic pain for so much of my life. I’ve gotten very used to masking it, to putting on the proverbial poker face. But hopefully, I was successful in balancing the humor and heartache here!

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