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Everything and Nothing
The feeling of being has no real words that can describe it, and all the words in this book fall hopelessly short. These poems are an attempt, at best, to describe the torrent of daily life and things we feel as individuals trying to find a place in the world.
114 pages, Paperback
Published March 10, 2026
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February 10, 2026
Another masterpiece. Brilliant and thoughtful poetic ruminations on life. This s something I’ll sit with and reread more than once.
Review of advance copy received from Author
Evered’s work always hits the mark.
📖 Everything and Nothing : A Poetry Collection 📖
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An introspection gained from lived experience and a rare emotional openness were my first revelations as Evered’s work landed in my hands. I reflect on the depth of material compared with the age of the writer (a good thing). Torn with the layered beast that is social media (me, that is), because here it offered something positive, a small salve to anxiety. I’d have missed out if not for this platform. I felt the pull toward themes not often explored. The instinct toward deep thought, the observation of what moves quietly around us, the things most people miss, and the willingness to sit inside that depth.
The surfers search to understand small yet real ordinary moments that slip past if not treated with respect or curiosity is something I know well. My own instinct to push against immediate gratification grabbed onto this ideal, an intoxicating feel.
A shared connection of experience especially when lives are vastly different is the essence of why we read. Pockets of desire lust yearning grief disappointment shame and embarrassment are all here the full gamut of being human. Inside this slim book of poetry sits a surprisingly imperative set of ideals.
Turning away from the everyday, witnessing this level of observation and longing, the breaking down of life into parts, the tracking of the sinew and muscle, the systems that make a whole, is the feeling that forms in my often complex mind.
Evered carries a Winton‑Breath vibe inside his poetry. At an age where many are out to impress, this hard‑fought self‑published journey is commendable.
I am so far from the author’s demographic and geographical world it is almost humorous that the content moves across all of this and shows us the shared experience that is life.
Thank you for sending me this considered work. I appreciate it more than my tangled but completely sincere words can say. It has been a joy.
📖 Everything and Nothing : A Poetry Collection 📖
⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐
··· ··· ··· ···
An introspection gained from lived experience and a rare emotional openness were my first revelations as Evered’s work landed in my hands. I reflect on the depth of material compared with the age of the writer (a good thing). Torn with the layered beast that is social media (me, that is), because here it offered something positive, a small salve to anxiety. I’d have missed out if not for this platform. I felt the pull toward themes not often explored. The instinct toward deep thought, the observation of what moves quietly around us, the things most people miss, and the willingness to sit inside that depth.
The surfers search to understand small yet real ordinary moments that slip past if not treated with respect or curiosity is something I know well. My own instinct to push against immediate gratification grabbed onto this ideal, an intoxicating feel.
A shared connection of experience especially when lives are vastly different is the essence of why we read. Pockets of desire lust yearning grief disappointment shame and embarrassment are all here the full gamut of being human. Inside this slim book of poetry sits a surprisingly imperative set of ideals.
Turning away from the everyday, witnessing this level of observation and longing, the breaking down of life into parts, the tracking of the sinew and muscle, the systems that make a whole, is the feeling that forms in my often complex mind.
Evered carries a Winton‑Breath vibe inside his poetry. At an age where many are out to impress, this hard‑fought self‑published journey is commendable.
I am so far from the author’s demographic and geographical world it is almost humorous that the content moves across all of this and shows us the shared experience that is life.
Thank you for sending me this considered work. I appreciate it more than my tangled but completely sincere words can say. It has been a joy.
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