*I received this book from NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.*

I liked some of the verses in the poems but I didn’t necessarily like the poems.

The synopsis of this book is as follows "Rooms is lyrical and meditative, painterly, erotic, and philosophical. The book is thematically and structurally a unity, but a unity of many parts, one and multiple. Rooms, many-chambered, purposeful and highly stylized yet light, light and airy as a beehive. Rooms plays like late 20th century blues-inflected jazz. There are multiple melodies, linked through motifs and memory: recurrent variations on several themes—childhood, life and death, love, memory, and duration." I think that is pretty much the best way to describe this book. I am typically not a "poetry" genre gal so I would not take my review as gospel. I was intrigued by the first 30%, but after that, I was no longer able to grasp what was trying to be conveyed. Could it be that something was lost in translation? Perhaps, I am unsure. I noticed numerous words being repeated. I had to wonder if in its original language, French, if different it meant something other than the repeated word. I give this a 3 star, which is higher than I would normally give, but I honestly feel it was not a good selection on my part.