the witch doesn't burn in this one

This book was like reading an angry rant on twitter. It felt like she was mad at me somehow even though most poems were addressed to men reading as angry notes lecturing them about their own ignorance and how they're supposed to treat women. I think her audience is mostly female so she's most likely preaching to the choir of others who's just as angry as she is and not the audience she's presumably trying to reach which is the male counterpart.

I guess you could feel empowered if you agree with her generalisation of the opposite sex and their thoughts on women and what women should be, but I beg to differ as I have personal experience with several men who are not like that and I'm sad that many do not have the same experience. Also, I'm not saying that she shouldn't feel angry or feel as though she needs to present her message wrapped in a pink, sparkly bow in order to get her message across, but I believe this book will only reach an audience already as furious at men and the patriarchy as she is as it failed to teach me anything valuable about her kind of feminism. 

I did like the poems addressed to women about how they should feel about themselves because I agree that other's thoughts about you (whether that is the societal outlook on women or someone's personal opinion) shouldn't keep you from achieving what you are absolutely capable of doing. 

In the end this poetry just wasn't for me and I probably wouldn't recommend it to anyone I know.