THE BLACK KITE
Poetry E-Book, 123 Pages.
$10.00AUD
The Black Kite is Jim Marshal’s first poetry compilation and is a bare-boned presentation of his work over the past two years.
The themes of the work range from portraitures of romance to the dark night of the soul, to delight in the Zen-ness of everyday realites and nature, to love and erotic longing, heartbreak and the struggle of a spirit coming to terms with the world of matter.
The poems are raw and honest yet some are also sublime works of art pointing beyond their verbal cloaks to realms of spirit, imagination and inspiration. There is a voice of pastel innocence and one of of black pain, of seeking, of inner conflict and consoling vision.
There is a hint of sophistication, and an ever present quality of dabbledom, of experimentation and daring. He doesn’t use words like others use them.
There are universal themes in The Black Kite that are relevant to all humans on their personal hero-journey, many based on experiences in this poet’s past, and some rooted in the restless sands of his future.
Some of these poems will sing out in the readers heart and some will remain muted in their wordy caskets. For the academic they may well appear unpolished whims, for the philosopher quite likely bread-crusts that have already been seagulled to death, for the romantic they may be that IV drip of honey they have been looking for all along.
For the pondering human without the burden of too many expectations, The Black Kite may possibly be an immensely enjoyable congregation of poetic musings, ideally read curled up in bed with a warm and purring laptop.
PLEASE NOTE: This is not an automatic download. You will receive the Ebook as a PDF document within 24 hours of purchase. Thanks for your interest.
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“Imagination is the voice of daring. If there is anything Godlike about God it is that. He dared to imagine everything.”
-Henry Miller

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