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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.
Sing, Lost Soul is a celebration, a commemoration, an observance, an ode. Textured by time and toned by the world, this collection lauds life in both its profundity and simplicity. There is familiarity when reading Coppock’s poems–a sense of experience, or at least a sense of perceiving experience. Like a dream, you slip in easily, remain awhile, and upon waking, the realization dawns: I’ve been there before, or, I felt that once, long ago. Weaving words to nurture and name the sensibilities of a soul is a poet’s gift to the world. Sing, Lost Soul is such a gift.
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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.
Sing, Lost Soul is a celebration, a commemoration, an observance, an ode. Textured by time and toned by the world, this collection lauds life in both its profundity and simplicity. There is familiarity when reading Coppock’s poems–a sense of experience, or at least a sense of perceiving experience. Like a dream, you slip in easily, remain awhile, and upon waking, the realization dawns: I’ve been there before, or, I felt that once, long ago. Weaving words to nurture and name the sensibilities of a soul is a poet’s gift to the world. Sing, Lost Soul is such a gift.