Author: | Evan Quitelle | ISBN: | 9781466903968 |
Publisher: | Trafford Publishing | Publication: | November 11, 2011 |
Imprint: | Trafford Publishing | Language: | English |
Author: | Evan Quitelle |
ISBN: | 9781466903968 |
Publisher: | Trafford Publishing |
Publication: | November 11, 2011 |
Imprint: | Trafford Publishing |
Language: | English |
Evan Quitelle has done it again. This compilation of poetry is a beautiful work of art. Sensual, sultry and sexy Signals of Smoke and Ash seduces with every verse. You will enjoy a romantic interlude starting with the title of each poem, and each line of wordplay is foreplay. Evan Quitelles vision and creativity is brilliant. His words of love and affirmation are intense and powerful as evidenced in the selection Dwelling on the Past. / I miss the water near Yesterday how we drank with laughter and you taking a dip / I miss the wilderness with wild honey how I borrowed from you and you paying me back / I miss coming down off of our high horse and casting shadows on the sundial / I miss our native tongues your cardinal points and filling the feel of you / I miss standing just outside the frame digging your scene / I miss captured in brief laced hips and satin lips pursed for satisfaction / I miss the pilgrimage south the middle passage how you compass rose and I nourished the bloom / I miss you breaking the fall when I reached out and I held on to holding you / Signals of Smoke and Ash will take you to the plateau and then make you soar. This volume of poetry is an intimate caress.
Evan Quitelle has done it again. This compilation of poetry is a beautiful work of art. Sensual, sultry and sexy Signals of Smoke and Ash seduces with every verse. You will enjoy a romantic interlude starting with the title of each poem, and each line of wordplay is foreplay. Evan Quitelles vision and creativity is brilliant. His words of love and affirmation are intense and powerful as evidenced in the selection Dwelling on the Past. / I miss the water near Yesterday how we drank with laughter and you taking a dip / I miss the wilderness with wild honey how I borrowed from you and you paying me back / I miss coming down off of our high horse and casting shadows on the sundial / I miss our native tongues your cardinal points and filling the feel of you / I miss standing just outside the frame digging your scene / I miss captured in brief laced hips and satin lips pursed for satisfaction / I miss the pilgrimage south the middle passage how you compass rose and I nourished the bloom / I miss you breaking the fall when I reached out and I held on to holding you / Signals of Smoke and Ash will take you to the plateau and then make you soar. This volume of poetry is an intimate caress.