Deus Ex Machina by Jennifer Juan – Review

I’ve been a fan of Jennifer Juan for a long time and I was really honoured when I was approached by her team to review her new book and album Deus Ex Machina.

It’s a collection of poetry and songs about love and relationships. I’ve read all of Jennifer’s previous books and they have all had mixed themes, so having a collection about just one theme was a big change but quite cool.


First I’ll talk about the book. The poems are really strong, and each one, even the short ones have a story that interests you and use really striking, beautiful language. I like that Jennifer has a unique style of poetry. A lot of people are writing micropoetry these days or minimalist poetry, myself included, so Jennifer really stands out by using a more traditional written style, with a few modern twists. My favourite poems from the book were Everything Is Fine, Don’t Give Into Despair and September Song. I really liked how all the poems were organised into chapters, with each poem telling a different part of the story of the relationship. I like how a lot of the poems share themes and even some lines with songs from the album, because you can discover so many connections while enjoying the whole experience. My favourite chapter from the book was the final chapter, The Queen, because those were the parts I could relate to most and the poems were very introspective and emotional.

I really enjoyed the album. I was very lucky to receive the deluxe edition, and each track is amazing. My favourite songs from the album were Trauma, Aquarius and Cloud Nine. It’s a good mix of upbeat pop, and dark alternative songs, the lyrics are gorgeous and the songs really show off how nice Jennifer’s voice is.

I really enjoyed both parts of Deus Ex Machina, and I think you will too. You can buy Deus Ex Machina here.

I was sent a complimentary copy of the book and album Deus Ex Machina by Underground Wonderland Records, in exchange for an honest review. All opinions are my own.


My pretty snake, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you hide, sneer and feed,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming about the silly mead.

Let me compare you to an afraid prune?
You are more gritty and more thundery.
Hip sun heats the nitty peaches of June,
And summertime has the laid gundry.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your flip attitude, eyes and soul.
Thinking of your witty eyes fills my days.
My hate for you is the chilly pothole.

Now I must away with a concerned heart,
Remember my great words whilst we’re apart.


you must think that i’m stupid

in my dolly dress

dancing with everyone that i know

because you make me feel unsafe

and i can’t love you

if you won’t let me

you say all the time

that you want that

but the way that you are

says you can’t be on the other end of always

so i just dance

until you’re out of my mind

i just dance

until i leave you behind


i think i need a new dawn

a new man

straight down the line

built from my dreams

good guy




cinnamon in his apple pie

on a sunday

when we’re done at church

and belong just to each other

but every time that i imagine

i am interrupted

leather jacket

infrequent texts

all night parties

the man of my dreams

is no good for me