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Djinni Hunter
In this poetry collection emotion, mythology and nature are wed. These are contemporary poems about beds full of myths, lands emerging from the deep and wolves lullabying the moon. This is the hunt for the supernatural within the natural, the long love longing of seasons falling:happy homes, sex, sadness and shivers to the bone. This will trigger, tickle and tease both memories and glimpses of personal enlightenment. It is self-help with a smile-without preaching. These poems are scissors for blindfolds, kites to be burned, keys to netherworlds and sails cross nomad seas. Climb upon this paper horse- a storm is coming. Excerpts: '..I have stolen horses let's race the planes such horses are too beautiful not to fly' '..clutching at straws from Noah's stable unleveled by the tipping sea where the raven has flown there are lands emerging from the deep glistening with promise' '..petals have fallen in the wine left blood in the bed' '..I pray to be carried to the afterlife on the backs of river dolphins blind but smiling' |
Honeycomb PoemsIn this second collection of poetry, Kozumplik enters the maze. It is the sticky hive of life, sometimes bittersweet sometimes rapturous. These new poems are the sweet sting, the dance of the seasons. This is the tickle of tears, happy and sad. This is the apple to be bitten. This is the sex of flowers.
Excerpts: '...let's climb onto the roof and steal stars above the orchard we'll peel them into poetry and measure this night with the length of our smiles' '...this swift shadow dream keeps time with a moth's wing' |