Violet Dusk
"Woe to the chained ones
and to the bead-wearers.
Woe to the Old Tribes,
fallen and gone.
Your heartbeat, my heartbeat
Our sorrow, our song…"
So goes the "Invocation", opening the very first poetry collection by Ankhesen Mié, and her third release after a three-year hiatus. Originally entitled The Smith Sundial after one of the poems, Mié changed her mind when she wrote a poem inspired by the photo of a Maasai model.
The poems mimic the various times of day, invoking the darkest and most turbulent hours to lighter, peaceful times. While fictional prose is her normally her vehicle of choice, Miss Mié has already decided this will be but one of multiple future volumes.
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and to the bead-wearers.
Woe to the Old Tribes,
fallen and gone.
Your heartbeat, my heartbeat
Our sorrow, our song…"
So goes the "Invocation", opening the very first poetry collection by Ankhesen Mié, and her third release after a three-year hiatus. Originally entitled The Smith Sundial after one of the poems, Mié changed her mind when she wrote a poem inspired by the photo of a Maasai model.
The poems mimic the various times of day, invoking the darkest and most turbulent hours to lighter, peaceful times. While fictional prose is her normally her vehicle of choice, Miss Mié has already decided this will be but one of multiple future volumes.
Violet Dusk
"Woe to the chained ones
and to the bead-wearers.
Woe to the Old Tribes,
fallen and gone.
Your heartbeat, my heartbeat
Our sorrow, our song…"
So goes the "Invocation", opening the very first poetry collection by Ankhesen Mié, and her third release after a three-year hiatus. Originally entitled The Smith Sundial after one of the poems, Mié changed her mind when she wrote a poem inspired by the photo of a Maasai model.
The poems mimic the various times of day, invoking the darkest and most turbulent hours to lighter, peaceful times. While fictional prose is her normally her vehicle of choice, Miss Mié has already decided this will be but one of multiple future volumes.
and to the bead-wearers.
Woe to the Old Tribes,
fallen and gone.
Your heartbeat, my heartbeat
Our sorrow, our song…"
So goes the "Invocation", opening the very first poetry collection by Ankhesen Mié, and her third release after a three-year hiatus. Originally entitled The Smith Sundial after one of the poems, Mié changed her mind when she wrote a poem inspired by the photo of a Maasai model.
The poems mimic the various times of day, invoking the darkest and most turbulent hours to lighter, peaceful times. While fictional prose is her normally her vehicle of choice, Miss Mié has already decided this will be but one of multiple future volumes.
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BN ID: | 2940016064062 |
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Publisher: | Middle Child Press |
Publication date: | 01/05/2011 |
Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
Format: | eBook |
File size: | 543 KB |
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