In a section called “Over the Bright and Darkened Lands,” canonical poems are torqued into new shapes. “Except Thou Ravish Me,” reimagines John Donne’s famous “Batter my heart, Three-person’d God” as told from the perspective of a victim of domestic violence. Like Pablo Neruda, Addonizio hears “a swarm of objects that call without being answered”: hospital crash carts, lawn gnomes, Evian bottles, wind-up Christmas creches, edible panties, cracked mirrors. Whether comic, elegiac, or ironic, the poems in Mortal Trash remind us of the beauty and absurdity of our time on earth.From “Scrapbook”:We believe in the one-ton roseand the displaced toilet equally. Our bluesassume you understandnot much, and try to be alive, just as we do,and that it may be helpful to hold the handof someone as lost as you.

    Old Europe still lives in Bosselaar's rich language: Entre chien et loup, as it's known in Flanders--the time at dusk when a wolf can be mistaken for a dog.Lyrical poetry that sings of farmers, families and nunneries in Belgium and Flanders.

    Her mind, body, and soul. This book might make you cry, fill you with nostalgia, empower you, or even give you hope. You might not see eye to eye with every idea inside, but with any luck you’ll see your soul reflected in its pages. You will question things. You will remember your past. You will be thankful for your present. You will dream a new dream. Above all, you will feel. Welcome to the journey of Eighteen Inches, a battlefield between a woman’s beat-up heart and her complex mind.

    Little does she know the impact "Mr Mystery Man" will have on her life. From the bestselling author of Australian outback romance. Over 12 million books sold worldwide. Mardie has felt alone since the loss of her mother, and her father's remarriage. When her godfather leaves Mardie the Breakaway, in the outback, she decides to go and live there. The managers, Mr and Mrs Richie, are kind, but Mardie wonders what it would be like to fall in love. Jard Hunter is a hydro-geologist at the big Mining Exploration Camp. He doesn't even look Mardie's way, but that doesn't stop her wondering if he could be the man of her dreams. What chance does Mardie have against the possessive and beautiful scientist Joanna Seddon, who seems to consider Jard her own? And will a dramatic incident and a guilty secret mean that Mardie must keep her true feelings hidden forever? Lucy Walker's gentle, clean romances give readers a fascinating insight into the landscape, people and customs of the Western Australian outback in the mid-twentieth century.

    She was following in the footsteps of her parents by becoming a physician and will eventually start a private practice. So far, everything had gone according to her plan, until she met and fell head over heels for the rapper, Mecca Watson. Like Nina, Mecca Watson was solely focused on his music, and providing for his mother and little sister, Mariah. Falling in love was the last thing he wanted to do, especially at such a pivotal point in his career, but once he fell for Nina, his priorities shifted. What started as a summer affair led to Nina and Mecca falling into a relationship neither were prepared for. A year later, and they were still trying to find balance within their work and personal lives. With work, family, and school consuming their time; the one thing that seems to keep them grounded is their love for one another. But was love enough? When it seems everything and everyone is pulling them apart, will the undeniable bond they share be enough to keep them together? Note:This is novel is a follow-up to New Year Kiss: a short story but it can be read as a standalone.

    Included in this volume is the work from Eavan Boland's five early volumes of poetry: New Territory, The War Horse, In Her Own Image, Night Feed, and The Journey.The poems from Boland's first book, New Territory, show her to be, at twenty-two, a master of formal verse reflecting Irish history and myth. This collection charts the ways in which Boland's work breaks from poetic tradition, honors it, and reinvents it. Poems like "Anorexic," "Mastectomy," and "Witching" have an intensity reminiscent of Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton. In later poems, her subjects become more personal, sequencing Boland's life as a woman, poet, and mother. Boland writes, "I grew to understand the Irish poetic tradition only when I went into exile with it," becoming, in effect, "a displaced person / in a pastoral chaos."This collection demonstrates how Boland's mature voice developed from the poetics of inner exile into a subtle, flexible idiom uniquely her own.

    She begins with “how to” poems addressing everyday matters such as being hopeful, married, divorced; shearing a sheep; praying to unreliable gods; doing nothing at all; and of course, flying. Next come rafts of poems about making peace (or not) with the complicated bonds of friendship and family, and making peace (or not) with death, in the many ways it finds us. Some poems reflect on the redemptive powers of art and poetry itself; others consider where everything begins.Closing the book are poems that celebrate natural wonders—birdsong and ghost-flowers, ruthless ants, clever shellfish, coral reefs, deadly deserts, and thousand-year-old beech trees—all speaking to the daring project of belonging to an untamed world beyond ourselves.Altogether, these are poems about transcendence: finding breath and lightness in life and the everyday acts of living. It’s all terribly easy and, as the title suggests, not entirely possible. Or at least, it is never quite finished.

    Sometimes life is spiced up through natural events, sometimes life feels bland and tasteless. Sour Honey and Soul Food, is a book which explores the beauty and intricacies of love, life and connections, through poetry. Billy Chapata's third book looks to touch on the variety of flavors we taste, on this beautiful journey we call life.

    The book details Chilombo's thoughts in their most raw and honest form taken directly from a collection of notebooks she has kept since age 12.

    Best of all, he's packed us in his suitcase. He represents an ever-changing population of those raised elsewhere who find themselves beckoned by the history, mystique, and magic-makers of New York City. These poems inhabit their own contradictions, and exquisitely navigate the many complicated sides of what it means to be alive. About The Author: Jon Sands has been a professional teaching and performing artist since 2007. He's a recipient of the 2009 NYC-LouderARTS fellowship grant, and has represented New York City multiple times at the National Poetry Slam. He is the Director of Poetry and Arts Education Programming at the Positive Health Project, as well as a Youth Mentor with Urban Word-NYC. His work has appeared in decomP magazine, The Millions, Suss, The Literary Bohemian, Danse Macabre, The November 3rd Club, and others. He lives in New York City, where he makes better tuna salad than anyone you know.

    This collection takes you through a night of insomnia, ruminating on ideas of self-doubt, loss, and hope for the future.

    Here's to the plane you missed,the tickets ripped away,and the lands left unexplored.Here's to the boxes left unopened,the keys thrown away,and the treasures left untouched.Here's to the 2 AM thoughts,the song of what ifs,and the chances I missed.

    But now I can’t stop thinking about his broad shoulders, his strong jaw, his hands in my hair, his lips on my body.He went away to the military, but now he’s back, hotter and more tempting than ever…ColeI’m back.Back for her. I haven’t stopped thinking about her, and getting another chance with Lauren is the only thing that's kept me alive these last few years…And now that I have her in my sights, I’m willing to risk everything for just one night, one taste, one moment of real passion between us.Even if I have to crash and burn to get it.

    Rather, she distilled her grief during a feverish two weeks by writing scores of poetic obituaries for all she lost in the world. In Obit, Chang writes of "the way memory gets up after someone has died and starts walking." These poems reinvent the form of newspaper obituary to both name what has died ("civility," "language," "the future," "Mother's blue dress") and the cultural impact of death on the living. Whereas elegy attempts to immortalize the dead, an obituary expresses loss, and the love for the dead becomes a conduit for self-expression. In this unflinching and lyrical book, Chang meets her grief and creates a powerful testament for the living.

    It serves as a reminder to the reader that healing, transformation, and freedom are possible.