![]() The poems paint such lovely pictures in my mind though it’s soft words. It is double sided with simple illustrations to company each poem. That I would be with you until the end of winter. ![]() One of is “A Sunset in a Foreign Country” It is a book I wish didn’t end, I could keep rereading the poems without feeling bored and it strums my heart strings every time. The Truth of You is one of those rare poetry books I connect with on nearly every page. So if you have the time and the inclination, you can sit here with me, just for a while.Īnd perhaps between us, we can see everything that matters. I want you to know that there’s a space inside this book for you. I see you and in looking at you, I want you to know that whoever you’ve had to be to survive all this, I will not look away. ![]() I see your hands and your arms and your body and your legs and your face and I see what you have been and what you will be. I see you as a story, as words I have spoken or may yet speak. I see you in the dark and I see you in the grey. ![]() I want you to know that even if no one else does, even if you are a ghost in this bookshop, or just the static floating across the screen of your computer, wherever you’re reading this, I see you. ![]() Because when I cannot find you, I am lost.īecause you have the fire of the universe in you, and sometimes you forget. ![]()
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