They say that in the end we’re reunitedWith all we’ve lost – not love and circumstanceBut umbrellas, tissues and socksOr, in my case, that one photographTucked inside the book wedged halfway down –Or was it up – the bookshelf we once hadThe lives of dragonflies pass largely unseen until they express themselves for the briefest of moments on the wing ― and, having fulfilled their obligation to future generations, disappear.
Evolving and intimate, dragonflies is a personal journey through life’s transformations. Graham Powell unfolds memories and moments in time; uncovering all that is lost and gained, and how we each grow into and out of ourselves, recreating the world afresh with every step we take along the way.
‘Rudder sharp and banking On veined wings that whirr as the sun catches ...’
A beautiful selection of poetry which really touched a sense of nostalgia. Whoever you are, you will find some which speak directly to you - I loved The Table and Estate Agent. Poetry is not my usual genre but Graham makes it easily accessible. A book to have on your coffee table and pick up on a lazy afternoon and dip into.