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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.
A collection of fifty-four free-verse poems revolving around the interiority of melancholia, ranging from chaotic dyads and wearisome days to gut-wrenching despair. Birds have hollow bones, continually flying and falling from highs to lows, and therein lies the inspiration behind both the title and the content. The poems touch the spectrums of stark blacks and whites, with bleak and unrelentingly graphic depictions of the pain, loneliness, and emptiness of mental illness. For those who know it, the writing will ring only too true, for those who know of it, the words are a vicarious immersion in the depths of the human psyche. This is an expose of the intensely personal world of melancholia.
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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.
A collection of fifty-four free-verse poems revolving around the interiority of melancholia, ranging from chaotic dyads and wearisome days to gut-wrenching despair. Birds have hollow bones, continually flying and falling from highs to lows, and therein lies the inspiration behind both the title and the content. The poems touch the spectrums of stark blacks and whites, with bleak and unrelentingly graphic depictions of the pain, loneliness, and emptiness of mental illness. For those who know it, the writing will ring only too true, for those who know of it, the words are a vicarious immersion in the depths of the human psyche. This is an expose of the intensely personal world of melancholia.