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"Permission To Speak" is a collection of little images, thoughts and insights into the very heart of this poet. The poems between the covers of this book tell the stories of pain and suffering, justice and compassion as well as curiosity and joy. This collection of poems record a relationship between people, other creatures and living things. Some poems explore how an object such as a bell, a stone or a torn piece of fabric can poke the spirit and its story must be told. There is humour in many of these pieces of work. There is tragedy and suffering too. Some of these poems have a spiritual…mehr

Produktbeschreibung
"Permission To Speak" is a collection of little images, thoughts and insights into the very heart of this poet. The poems between the covers of this book tell the stories of pain and suffering, justice and compassion as well as curiosity and joy. This collection of poems record a relationship between people, other creatures and living things. Some poems explore how an object such as a bell, a stone or a torn piece of fabric can poke the spirit and its story must be told. There is humour in many of these pieces of work. There is tragedy and suffering too. Some of these poems have a spiritual insight; a conversation with God, if you will that troubles my sleep until I write it down. I hope you find , in "Permission To Speak" a vision of the great and the small. These poems comment on the heart that makes the world beat.
Autorenporträt
I live on the south coast of New South Wales Australia, where I live with my husband. It is in this place where I have finally given my spirit permission to speak after being silent and afraid for far too long. I was born and lived my formative years in the tiny country town of Peak Hill. My home was a tumbling-down shack in the poor farming community, where my mother, from the age of sixteen, raised six children. My father, older brothers, and uncles were shearers, drovers, and stockmen. A severe drought drove many families off their farms and into the cities to find work. My parents, with my sister and I, came to Wollongong, where my father found work in the coal mines.