Menagerie (e-bog) af Pearson, Cheryl
Pearson, Cheryl

Menagerie e-bog

25,00 DKK
Menagerie is a collection of poems about animals, divided into three sections: water, earth and air. Some poems examine a creature from close-up, almost allowing the reader to see the world through the animal's eyes, while the poet is more present in other poems, looking on. The collection invites the reader to reflect on loneliness, love, mortality, and hope. Each poem is typeset with plenty of …
Menagerie is a collection of poems about animals, divided into three sections: water, earth and air. Some poems examine a creature from close-up, almost allowing the reader to see the world through the animal's eyes, while the poet is more present in other poems, looking on. The collection invites the reader to reflect on loneliness, love, mortality, and hope. Each poem is typeset with plenty of space around it, allowing it to breathe. With stylised illustrations by Amy Evans.from "e;Octopus Tank, Torbay Aquarium"e;I saw a ribbon of starlings once - they rose and fell in that same way, tied and re-tied Rome in a bow, and I thought the knot at their centre must be God. Here is God again in this stranger, the colour coursing her billow and flop like a weather map crawling with storms.
E-bog 25,00 DKK
Forfattere Pearson, Cheryl (forfatter), Evans, Amy Louise (illustrator)
Udgivet 30.09.2020
Genrer AGNA
Sprog English
Format epub
Beskyttelse LCP
ISBN 9781912915392

Menagerie is a collection of poems about animals, divided into three sections: water, earth and air. Some poems examine a creature from close-up, almost allowing the reader to see the world through the animal's eyes, while the poet is more present in other poems, looking on. The collection invites the reader to reflect on loneliness, love, mortality, and hope. Each poem is typeset with plenty of space around it, allowing it to breathe. With stylised illustrations by Amy Evans.from "e;Octopus Tank, Torbay Aquarium"e;I saw a ribbon of starlings once - they rose and fell in that same way, tied and re-tied Rome in a bow, and I thought the knot at their centre must be God. Here is God again in this stranger, the colour coursing her billow and flop like a weather map crawling with storms.