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This poetry collection unfolds like a transformation, me, the narrator, being the figurative Old Monarch. Documenting this journey, the book is separated into three sections, “Sonoran Milkweed,” “Longing In Flight,” and “Eucalyptus Tree (My Arrival to Rest)." In the first stage of my journey, I explore my childhood in Arizona, and the naive assumptions of youth. In the second stage, I have left home. I am falling in love for the first time, as I become a young woman. Finally, the last stage is the old monarch’s arrival to the garden.

From the celebrated author of Philomath, an astonishingly inventive collection of poems illuminating human, planetary, and personal survival.

Renowned for his profound connection with the English countryside, and his introspective exploration of nature, morality and the human condition, this beautifully curated collection showcases Edward Thomas’s poetry at its very best. Steeped in a quiet beauty and touching melancholy, Thomas’s verse takes its readers through fields, along hedgerows and down lonely lanes, pausing to meditate on time, loss and the fragility of life.

Nature’s Whisper is a spoken-word immersion into the living intelligence of the natural world. Poet and spiritual practitioner Naz Kling brings her words to life through her own voice, carried by evocative music that creates a landscape of sound and presence. Each poem arises from deep communion with Earth and the unseen realms. The experience becomes an offering of guidance and reflection while honoring our place in the greater web of life. Through elemental imagery and embodied insight, the listener is invited into direct connection with the sacred that lives both around and within us.

Oscar Fingal O'Flahertie Wills Wilde was born on the 16th October 1854 in Dublin Ireland. His only novel, The Picture of Dorian Gray was published in 1890 and he then moved on to writing for the stage with Salome in 1891. His society comedies produced enormous hits and turned him into one of the most successful writers of late Victorian London. He died destitute in Paris at the age of forty-six sipping champagne a friend had brought with the line ‘Alas I am dying beyond my means’.

The bookshelves of British literature are incredible collections that have gathered together centuries of very talented authors. From these Isles their fame spread and whilst among their number many are now forgotten or neglected, their talents endure. Among them is one of the first published female poets, Anne Bradstreet. Born in England, she moved to America in her early years, and from there her poetic legacy spread to other continents.

Joseph Fasano’s The Last Song of the World delves into the chaos of the modern world, and searches for resilience in the face of environmental and societal devastation. Dripping with images of ancient ruins and mythological figures, these poems serve as vignettes of fatherhood, love, and desire against the backdrop of apocalyptic events.

Em Ecos da Inquietude, Gilmar Piolla entrega ao leitor uma obra que é, ao mesmo tempo, travessia e espelho: um livro que reflete a alma de quem escreve e de quem lê, enquanto convida ambos a atravessar os labirintos da existência entre os ecos do ser, do querer, do sentir e do viver.

Firefall, by Heather Lang-Cassera, whispers to us the urgency of climate change. In hushed tones, lyrical free verse and cyclical pantoums evoke the diminishing and intensifying seasons. We might look for comfort in the occasional rhyming couplets, in the evocative syntax, in the breathtaking imagery that portrays the beauty of this world, yet these ecopoems require us to parse out seeming dualities: fire and flood, repetition and redundancy, vulnerable witness and autonomous self.

These poems are a reflection of some of the thoughts that crossed my mind in my mid 30s. They changed as I was changing and growing. Some of the poems are an appreciation of beauty, some are an internal dialogue, some are an advice to myself, some have an inherent rhythm and tune to them, you can sing them as songs and dance to their tune, some are stray thoughts and profound truths, capturing eternal wisdom. I enjoyed them and that's the reason I wanted to share with kindred spirits. If your heart resonates with any poem, it is a divine accident.

An evocative, uplifting, and thoughtfully illustrated collection of poems steeped in the natural world, examining life and healing in the aftermath of trauma See how the eagles lift now, bound by surviving together. We only get one shot at this. Save what you can. Love even what you can’t save...

Set in the borderlands, Nostalgias of November, Arturo Magaña Amaya’s first collection of bilingual poems, is a bridge from the struggle of our labor to the serenity of our memory, from the voices of our ancestors to the songs of the barrio, a migration from the desolation of deserts to the fertile fields of our eternal hope.

Poemas: Roca y Tierra, Susurros del Abismo no es un poemario convencional: es una travesía emocional escrita con los pies cubiertos de polvo, la memoria en llamas y la brújula enterrada en el pecho. Su autor, geólogo y migrante, convierte su exilio en una litología del alma: cada poema es una roca viva, cada metáfora un estrato cargado de historias, cada silencio un eco que viene desde el subsuelo.

An eclectic mix of poems in various forms, inspired by a love of Nature and reactions to many significant events or themes of recent times . They cover a fairly wide range of topics, thoughtfully, with an occasional touch of humour or satire. Thought provoking, many indicate a definite point of view, some personal, others, possibly, widely shared, relating to the effects of Brexit, the pandemic, climate change, war, modern politics and the internet.

In this enchanting collection, Ocean Haiku: Poetry Adventures Under the Sea, sea creatures come to life in just 17 syllables, following the timeless 5-7-5 pattern. From playful dolphins to drifting jellyfish, each haiku captures a moment of underwater beauty, sparking imagination and curiosity. At the end of the book, you’ll find reflection questions and a haiku guide to inspire your own poetry.

Em Samaúme-se : é tempo de pés na terra, Flávia Muniz Cirilo apresenta conteúdos que afloram continuidade e amadurecimento em relação a obras anteriores, como Quero ver verdejar e Vilarejo: pergaminho do fogo . Aqui, quatro eixos temáticos parecem sobressair, a saber, reflexões existenciais, comunhão e valorização da natureza e elementos ancestrais, a crítica social e a exaltação da palavra escrita.

Building Bridges is an anthology showcasing my journey into micro poetry, featuring my previously published haiku, tanka, and tanka prose. Within, I explore small moments from my own backyard and childhood, drawing inspiration from the majestic snow-covered mountains and volcanoes in the North Cascades, as well as the towering giant trees that surround me. The ever-present view of the Puget Sound, which I witness daily while teaching young students, and the rhythmic ocean waves of the Pacific blue, further contribute to the tapestry of my poetic musings.

Der Taucher ist eine 1797 vom deutschen Dichter Friedrich Schiller im Balladenjahr verfasste Ballade. Sie beschreibt den Wagemut eines Edelknaben, der sich nach Aufforderung seines Königs in einen Gezeitenstrudel stürzt, um einen vom König hinein geworfenen goldenen Becher wieder zu holen. Es gelingt, und er berichtet davon (Es freue sich, wer da atmet im rosichten Licht. / Doch der Mensch versuche die Götter nicht…). Die Hybris des Königs, der es ein zweites Mal sehen will und seine Tochter dafür gebe, steckt auch den Jüngling an, und er versucht es abermals, ohne Wiederkehr.

Die vier Weltalter: Wohl perlet im Glase der purpurne Wein, Wohl glänzen die Augen der Gäste; Es zeigt sich der Sänger, er tritt herein, Zu dem Guten bringt der das Beste; Denn ohne die Leier im himmlischen Saal, Ist die Freude gemein auch beim Nektarmahl.

Reiterlied: Wohlauf Kameraden, aufs Pferd, aufs Pferd! Ins Feld, in die Freiheit gezogen. Im Felde, da ist der Mann noch was werth, Da wird das Herz noch gewogen. Da tritt kein anderer für ihn ein, Auf sich selber steht er da ganz allein.