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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In this book the author (not to be confused with the homonymous American photographer Imogen Cunningham) collects some of the poetry she wrote - for private enjoyment only - throughout decades. They are a declaration of love to flowers, indeed. But the flowers themselves are also a means to talk about her life - about the experiences one might have throughout one's life - without the exhibitionism that someone like Imogen cannot stand. Other flowers - other poems - could be added, but these are the ones the author felt comfortable sharing at this point. May they be sufficient for the enjoyment of the reader.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In this book the author (not to be confused with the homonymous American photographer Imogen Cunningham) collects some of the poetry she wrote - for private enjoyment only - throughout decades. They are a declaration of love to flowers, indeed. But the flowers themselves are also a means to talk about her life - about the experiences one might have throughout one's life - without the exhibitionism that someone like Imogen cannot stand. Other flowers - other poems - could be added, but these are the ones the author felt comfortable sharing at this point. May they be sufficient for the enjoyment of the reader.