Børn og unge: lyrik

"Ali" is a poem about a child and his love for an alligator. Growing up on a farm, Rosette was fascinated by the intelligence and curiosity instilled in animals and even insects. "Ali" was inspired by a young boy who, while on Summer vacation, had petted a baby alligator. His excitement in retelling of his adventure was contagious.

A experience of my own through words See the experience of my life throughout this book

The time is nowNow is the time...To have some fun, >This is a fun, rhyming, acrostic book about enjoying the Sunshine, with discoveries on every page.

All proceeds will be donated to charity because one is never too young to give.

'Sunglasses and Duct Tape, ' is a collection of poems which emanates from the depths of a young adult's mind. Within these verses lies an extraordinary universe, where the unspeakable finds solace in the language of poetry.With searing honesty and unfiltered passion, each poem becomes a conduit for emotions that transcend the boundaries of mere words. 'Sunglasses and Duct Tape' unveils a world where vulnerability is celebrated and biting truths take centre stage. It explores themes from the labyrinth of young love to misunderstood identities and the resilient spirit of the human soul.These heartfelt verses reveal the poet's unapologetic authenticity, inviting readers to confront their own deepest truths.

A tapestry of heartfelt verses and intimate reflections, offering a guiding light as you navigate the intricate paths of adolescence and embrace the beautiful essence of who you are. May these words be a companion, a source of solace, and a catalyst for transformation on your quest to find your voice and become the extraordinary individual you were destined to be.¿

"The darkness isn't as bad / as people think." So ends the first poem in Emma Catherine Hoff's numinous debut, An Archeology of the Future-before proceeding calmly, curiously into the dark. People weep in the streets. The snow closes its eyes. Birds scream, a question begs the world for its answer, everything is "frozen yet moving." Hoff's world, like ours, is ending, and yet this is not a tragedy: "there was peace for Earth / with no one there." Walking the tightrope between humor and despair, rationality and absurdism, the sublime and the material, Hoff's poems are elegant, wise, ageless. These are poems written against eternity.