18 years of life
Poetry for coping with trauma, love and self-discovery
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- € 15 ,99
- Verzending
- Gratis verzending in Nederland en België
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(Nederland en België) (Past door brievenbus)
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A mix of poems about love, trauma, relationships turning sour, and self-discovery.
An attempt to show the unfiltered reality of experiences like sexual assault and abusive relationships while trying to destroy the stigma society places upon the victims of these issues. A personal touch to a narrative others will be able to recognise, as well as striving to illustrate that these issues can be conquered. A showcase of words and prose to help mend some of the pain and difficulties of life.
Over de auteur
Helena Goossens is a poet and is currently studying philosophy and English at the university of Antwerp. She is Flemish and is based in Antwerp. '18 years of life’ is her first poetry volume. With an interest in English literature and poetry, it seemed natural to start writing. As a child of divorce, victim of sexual assault and an abusive relationship, she approaches poetry as a coping mechanism and combines it with the desire to destroy taboos around harsher subjects. Helena hopes to pursue a career in teaching and writing once her degree is finished.
Productinformatie
- ISBN
- 9789464686319 / 978-94-646-8631-9
- Uitgeverij
- Boekscout
- Verschijning
- 14-04-2023
- Taal
- Engels (Amerikaans)
- Genre
- Gedichten
- Uitvoering
- Paperback
- Pagina's
- 46
- Formaat
- A5
- Illustraties
- Nee
Inkijk
I try to be subtle about how much I admire you
but it pours out of my mouth the second I dare speak;
You have eradicated any other thought
and left me with pure obsession about how
I am supposed to reproduce your beauty on a mere paper sheet.
I endear words but your shape cannot be captured by any ink,
leave alone any pen.
I swoon at the idea of even fully trying for it seems a tireless painful battle I will lose. I am but an infant trying to grasp the concept of such art, and I am a mere fool when caught up in your gaze.
No longer can I stay on my feet and decide to move forward
to a purpose that does not involve you even in the slightest.
Within the last sliver of self respect I hold I stare at walls
wondering what it’d be like to be yours.
What it would feel like to be admired by you
in the way I admire your smile
and how your eyes catch up with it a second later.
I can only dream of how you would be excited to see me, for I know this tireless painful affection and obsession is only one sided and I ache for it.
My hands ache to touch your heart
with the same golden marks you’ve given me.
I fear I cannot.
I fear my pining after you will be endless
but your care for me will most definitely know a certain end
when you learn of my actuality towards your presence.
I am sick and the only treatment I will ever receive is your friendliness.
Yet you question why now, I'm coughing up blood.
When it directly spills from my pierced heart.
Reviews (5)
Breathtaking lines of poetry brought by one of the most talented writers of their age. Truly a magnificent work of art.