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- Author: Kevin Clifford Burke
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1439265798
- ISBN-13: 9781439265796
- Format: 13.3 x 20.3 x 0.5 cm, softcover
- Language: English
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Nearly thirty years ago, poet Kevin Clifford Burke embarked on a journey taken by so many: that search to understand who we are, where we fit into our family, and how we can accept ourselves and embrace our own being. As a young man, Burke struggled with his homosexuality, that struggle made all the more difficult by his family's rejection. What evolved from his challenge is a compelling and lyrical collection of poetry, Angry June Moon Says Hello. From first poem to last, readers are pulled into the author's emotions and invited to follow the chronology from cloistered heart to discovery of self, and his final emergence into acceptance and love. From the depths of pain to the elation of discovery, he writes of How softly this song is really sung: / Each time I sing / The song is just begun / As the shadows drift away / Dancing before our figures, / Arising before the sun. What better words to remind us that every soul deserves to bask in the light of day?
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- Author: Kevin Clifford Burke
- Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
- ISBN-10: 1439265798
- ISBN-13: 9781439265796
- Format: 13.3 x 20.3 x 0.5 cm, softcover
- Language: English English
Nearly thirty years ago, poet Kevin Clifford Burke embarked on a journey taken by so many: that search to understand who we are, where we fit into our family, and how we can accept ourselves and embrace our own being. As a young man, Burke struggled with his homosexuality, that struggle made all the more difficult by his family's rejection. What evolved from his challenge is a compelling and lyrical collection of poetry, Angry June Moon Says Hello. From first poem to last, readers are pulled into the author's emotions and invited to follow the chronology from cloistered heart to discovery of self, and his final emergence into acceptance and love. From the depths of pain to the elation of discovery, he writes of How softly this song is really sung: / Each time I sing / The song is just begun / As the shadows drift away / Dancing before our figures, / Arising before the sun. What better words to remind us that every soul deserves to bask in the light of day?
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