Book review: Even in My Dreams – A Collection of Vegan PoemsOctober 2, 2018
As I continued to read, my heart continued to nod in recognition of the mourning of a beloved companion animal and the promise we have made “to always be a voice, against all [they] have endured” (H. Morris). I then found my stomach knotting at the frustration we have all felt when taking down the veil that helps cognitive dissonance thrive as to not “spoil the lovely lie (P. McCullough-Downs).”
Most importantly, as a vegan woman of colour, it was empowering to encounter an intersectional poem by another person of colour openly relinquishing themselves from the expectations that society and even our white infused movement has put upon us to remain silent so as to not cause disruption in a movement that, at times, sees itself as the finality to a higher justiced society.
As A. Rhead states in his poem, veganism is truly a “growth that’s divine.” There truly is “no room, to seat yourself on the fence (R. Nuwanda).”
As Linda Monahan so eloquently professed, it’s true, awake or asleep, “even in my dreams, I am vegan”, and after having read this anthology, I feel rejuvenated in my passion, supported in my feelings, and even inspired to take my journey further “to circle back to me,” as beautifully expressed by R. Raven.
This book of poems serves as a mirror into our own ethics in a way that will even give the most ardent non-vegan a clear perspective of what we hold in our hearts as vegans following our morality. The writings make it clear to recognise what makes us proclaim loudly, “I vow…” to “keep the animals in my heart (A. Schimmel).”
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