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Callback from the Muse
EN NWISBN: 9781500735166 bzw. 1500735167, in Englisch, Createspace, neu.
Lieferung aus: Vereinigtes Königreich Großbritannien und Nordirland, in-stock.
In this imaginative collection of poems, Michael La Ronn obeys his muse and creates colorful experiences of delicacy and wonder. They are fearless and leave nothing unexplored, no words wasted. This diverse collection stands on equal ground with La Ronn s prose works, and it establishes him as an important poet of the millennial generation. SUMMONEDWhat is this light that fills the suburban sky?What is this glimmering green that makes Orion s belt-holesglitter rapid-fire? Why does it descend like ethereal fog, skimming the shingles of houses, turning windows into emerald microcosms?You don t know, but as it lowers over you, little balls break off, dance the neighborhood, sparkle locks open, and surprise everyone in their sleep. You don t know why, but it feels right as little fingers of light lift you from the ground, exalt you toward a slow swirl in the stars. You gush in rapture and say finally, you ve come to the colony of eyes gathered around the operating tablewhere you have been placed.
In this imaginative collection of poems, Michael La Ronn obeys his muse and creates colorful experiences of delicacy and wonder. They are fearless and leave nothing unexplored, no words wasted. This diverse collection stands on equal ground with La Ronn s prose works, and it establishes him as an important poet of the millennial generation. SUMMONEDWhat is this light that fills the suburban sky?What is this glimmering green that makes Orion s belt-holesglitter rapid-fire? Why does it descend like ethereal fog, skimming the shingles of houses, turning windows into emerald microcosms?You don t know, but as it lowers over you, little balls break off, dance the neighborhood, sparkle locks open, and surprise everyone in their sleep. You don t know why, but it feels right as little fingers of light lift you from the ground, exalt you toward a slow swirl in the stars. You gush in rapture and say finally, you ve come to the colony of eyes gathered around the operating tablewhere you have been placed.
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