"She" was the first Saul Williams book I'd ever read and I soon became a fan. I'm not sure what number this re-read was but it's a book I can turn to again and again.

I loved, loved, loved this book. Saul Williams definitely has a way with words, both his choice of words and the play on words that he utilized. Before I had even finished reading this book, I had already ordered another of his books on Amazon, that's how good he is.


The poems depict a relationship which is on its way to being broken. It's quite sad and poignant at times. The man is trying to figure out who is to blame for the relationship's demise. It's definitely a journey of realization.

I think this poetry collection is very accessible. I like poetry but I often read it for the cadence, finding it difficult to interpret symbolism. However, I don't think many people would have any problems with understanding these poems.

It's not often that I pick up a book of poetry and walk away from it wanting to read it again. With "She," that's exactly what happened. I shared pages with students and friends, and I read it again. I loved it. Saul Williams is a genius when it comes to writing poetry. I plan on playing with a few of his techniques in pieces of my own. Check it out. Cool read.

There is some artwork distributed about the pages but the real visualization comes from the poems themselves. Saul Williams is one of my all time favorite poets and his words always elicit some type of feeling from me. Whether I can personally relate to an experience or simply envision it, it always hits me. The excerpt on the back which also appears on one of his albums should be enough of a draw for anyone to pick it up and not put it down

"i presented

my feminine side
with flowers

she cut the stems
and placed them gently
down my throat

and these tu lips
might soon eclipse
your brightest hopes"

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SAUL'S POETRY IS THE OPPOSITE OF MYSOGYNY; IT'S GODDESS WORSHIP.

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Gorgeous. Heartbreaking. Saul Williams knows how to break you down, build you back up, then break you down again until you're six feet deeper into the ground than you ever thought you could be. I'm neither Christian nor do I belong to any religious denomination, though I felt a certain kinship with Williams' words that invoked spirituality and ways of being and belonging—this volume of poetry is perhaps one of the most accessible and moving works I've read in a long while.

Just going to leave my favorite page below for your enjoyment and savoring:

"she asked that i remove my dreams
before entering her home
one cannot enter a courtroom bearing arms

i had decided
to sharpen the edges
of a certain childhood fantasy
and tuck it away in my sock

emotional lavishness
can deplete memory banks
although her parents saved and saved
she knew no baptism
which is no fault
unless you have
a Christian name

i do not trust her
my plan was to attack
in the 43 seconds
that it takes eyes
to adjust to moonlight
after lights out

no one told me
that dreams glow in the dark"

A masterpiece

WOW.
The play on words that Saul did was just OTHERWORDLY.
The themes approached and the poems written blew my mind.
WOW! WOW! WOW!

This was an engaging read. Centered around the tiniest of occurrences throughout the course of interaction with one another, in a sense. As I took it, in the scope of things unsaid; there are many interpretations of the actions of others that could be absorbed if we're willing to take notice of them. Spoken by a true poet, Saul Williams has effectively blended the complexities of compassion for one another with the intensity of someone who is actively trying to make sense of it all.

Wonderful read. Even when I finished it, I could not put it down!

I picked this up in the store, and despite being sponsored by MTV (booooo) it was actually a really amazing book. He has an eclectic style of writing poetry; some are only a very few words, and some are prose poems. I really enjoyed the whole book, though I think the first section really captured my fancy the most.

Well, this was seriously underwhelming and actually very confusing at times. How do we define poetry now days?