The Kiss Of Life - Couverture souple

Myers, Kevan

Couverture souple

ISBN 10 : 1787232980 ISBN 13 : 9781787232983

Editeur : CompletelyNovel.com, 2018

Synopsis

TO BUY OR NOT TO BUY?

How dare these works compete
for your eyes and purse with those
of my masters, Donne and Keats!

If just one verse outlives this author's death
it may, by chance, have gained the right
to kneel before their feet, inside this arena
of infinite time, or none at all, where all things are,
from atom dust to vastest star

Each poem in this book awaits excitedly,
hoping your heart might love it enough
to bear it past that void-eyed guard,
who bars the frontier of mortality.

Indeed, to help you care, they ask me here
to speak of how their words will change your life,
with truths that purge the layers of paints,
that hide the ancient grain, until it's bare,
and live with scents, that throng the air.

But why should you believe such claims?
For only fools would eat such mouthfuls of exalted air,
instead of wholesome veg or meat.

It's best to check the path ahead,
before you take this unknown ride.
So pick a random spot to view
the verses on a page or two.
Then, if they bring you joy, to glide
from poem to poem;
or take up residence inside.

You'll find if you click the 'View Online'
that every page throws wide
its door to let you in, and thus
you may give your eyes a tour
until you growl with rage,
then dance in ecstasy,
or start to snore!

A propos du livre

À propos de l'auteur

Kevan Myers was born, and lived a while, in London; then took off, thumbing his way to many lands; and now that planes are cheap, he always bags a window seat, hoping for cloudless skies to show the ground below, where still, his itchy feet have dreams to spread their toes.. In 1967, he set off to round the World, but got waylaid, in Punjab, sitting backwards on a horse-cart, faced by setting sun which spread across the skies, between the trees; accompanied by clopping hooves and birds with wild cries. He found that India had grabbed his hand and when he dared to think to leave, she wouldn't let him go. He tried twice more to round the globe, but every time she mugged him on the road, and stole his watch, and spun him round, then dragged him to a holy place, deep in the South, where, by some grace, he found the place to plant some trees and build the house where he would stay, for many years. And even now it still remains his winter refuge, far from the cold and damp of Northern climes. But other seasons brought a heat that baked him too much, and at those times, he fled to where the Himalayan peaks look down from high at hilly feet. Then on he went to places, cool and distant, like Alaska, which held him amazed for two summers. But the next one, he opted to try out Europe again. He set off exploring the back roads of France in a motor-home, which carried him one day to an odd-shaped house, with a gorgeous view, on terraces beneath the kind of tower, where Rapunzel dwells, on the edge of a rough-hewn granite village, deep in the forested, hills of Corrèze. And there he now resides most of the year, enjoying his time with new-found friends, helping to inspire and organise the writers' group, where many of these poems first saw life. Between these times, in other lands, he worked in schools, in Britain and in Denmark, trying to teach the words and tools that make it possible to speak the feelings and the thoughts which make each being unique. Of course he learnt as much from those he taught as they found out from him. And still their unchanged souls will bring him smiles on frequent visits to his thoughts and dreams. But other moments may deliver nightmares where he panics in his mind, pursued by time, unable to recall his teaching plans and gather up his stuff, till suddenly he wakes up, half-way to a class, completely in the buff. He's much relieved that he escaped in time; as governments turned classrooms into prisons, where each move must be pre-planned and given marks, for fear that raging fires might spring from any stray creative sparks. It's now a long time since he left, with few regrets and now he lives a different life in each one of his homes. In France he's glad to shower with hot water, park himself in comfy chairs and eat and drink too much. But India remains the place which feeds his soul, and heals his body from the excess of the West, with simpler food, and ancient cures, which send him back more youthful than he came. And while he's there you'll find him still, inside or near, the round and simple house, he built, beside the holy mountain, in that climate where his windows never close and sleeping can take place, near to the breathing trees and stars, which peer through the mosquito net, to light his face.

Détails de l'édition

• Éditeur: CompletelyNovel.com
• Date d'édition: 2018
• Langue: anglais
• ISBN 10: 1787232980
• ISBN 13: 9781787232983
• Reliure: Broché
• Nombre de pages: 146
• Coordonnées du fabricant: non disponible
• Personne responsable: non disponible