Until It Comes Back As Flowers
poems by Logan Wenk
illustrations by Robert Joyce
September, 2023
28 pages
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A sparse yet potent collection, Until it Comes Back as Flowers is a sloshing romp through the mud of life. All the players are there, love, anguish, ennui, gratitude, joy. These poems take the ordinary, sculpt it into something extraordinary, and strangle it to death, all in the same instant. It is a book that, among its many siren’s behests, will make you want to furiously write the moment you shut its covers. A debut collection of poetry will often stink of a certain arrogance that is necessary to share such intimate, honest portrayals of the creator’s life. This book is as gentle, earnest, and inviting as an old friend. Perhaps because the author circumvented this cockiness by releasing two books at once. - Zenaida Smith
poems by Logan Wenk
illustrations by Robert Joyce
September, 2023
28 pages
——
A sparse yet potent collection, Until it Comes Back as Flowers is a sloshing romp through the mud of life. All the players are there, love, anguish, ennui, gratitude, joy. These poems take the ordinary, sculpt it into something extraordinary, and strangle it to death, all in the same instant. It is a book that, among its many siren’s behests, will make you want to furiously write the moment you shut its covers. A debut collection of poetry will often stink of a certain arrogance that is necessary to share such intimate, honest portrayals of the creator’s life. This book is as gentle, earnest, and inviting as an old friend. Perhaps because the author circumvented this cockiness by releasing two books at once. - Zenaida Smith
poems by Logan Wenk
illustrations by Robert Joyce
September, 2023
28 pages
——
A sparse yet potent collection, Until it Comes Back as Flowers is a sloshing romp through the mud of life. All the players are there, love, anguish, ennui, gratitude, joy. These poems take the ordinary, sculpt it into something extraordinary, and strangle it to death, all in the same instant. It is a book that, among its many siren’s behests, will make you want to furiously write the moment you shut its covers. A debut collection of poetry will often stink of a certain arrogance that is necessary to share such intimate, honest portrayals of the creator’s life. This book is as gentle, earnest, and inviting as an old friend. Perhaps because the author circumvented this cockiness by releasing two books at once. - Zenaida Smith