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adrianasturalvarez's review
4.0
"I pray to the God of Nothingness/who rules those icy, bluestone peaks,/who hides the world of the living/underneath his coat of snow./He has taken them from me/and now I will them, coldly, to go."
Reading this in my library under a window looking out on my snowy little corner of the world stacked the deck in favor of my liking this sad collection of work from Mark Wunderlich. The poems are sorrowful, mostly kind, and courageous enough to be honest about death and dying, even the little deaths.
Reading this in my library under a window looking out on my snowy little corner of the world stacked the deck in favor of my liking this sad collection of work from Mark Wunderlich. The poems are sorrowful, mostly kind, and courageous enough to be honest about death and dying, even the little deaths.
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