Fifty-three poems scheme in a book. A poem relentlessly plows our glaciers of solitude and love, our seas of loss and nostalgia. There is a poem for the frozen city in your heart. One for the easy prairies. A poem for the tales of their lonely afternoons you hear. A poem for the enigmas of love you bear. A poem for our living experience that is the labyrinth of illusions thrown around us. And a poem for life that makes itself known to those listening patiently to the summer earth whistling under the rain.
Fifty-three poems scheme in a book. A poem relentlessly plows our glaciers of solitude and love, our seas of loss and nostalgia. There is a poem for t...