Tales of Modern Love and Other Such Nonsense |
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| Author:
| Mann, Nirgendwo |
| Photographer:
| Cicenas, Krystal |
| ISBN: | 978-1-4996-6863-6 |
| Publication Date: | May 2014 |
| Publisher: | CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
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| Book Format: | Paperback |
| List Price: | USD $7.99 |
Book Description:
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Tales of Modern Love and Other Such Nonsense is a flowing, incongruous poetic lyric consisting of infant novice verse, photos, rubbish, nonsense, and the most incomprehensible sensible, with notable influences of such ilk as John Lennon, Millay, Yeats, Warhol the not seen yet visible, and the works, and influences, of many, many more. And let us not forget Goethe. Never forget Goethe! For those with the gift of poetic verse in its proper and classic rendition as set forth by the...
More DescriptionTales of Modern Love and Other Such Nonsense is a flowing, incongruous poetic lyric consisting of infant novice verse, photos, rubbish, nonsense, and the most incomprehensible sensible, with notable influences of such ilk as John Lennon, Millay, Yeats, Warhol the not seen yet visible, and the works, and influences, of many, many more. And let us not forget Goethe. Never forget Goethe! For those with the gift of poetic verse in its proper and classic rendition as set forth by the masters, be not quick to judge, for some may say it is proper only in its improperly written form. A child's dream; an adult's venture. In reality, this is "The Common Man's Poetry." It is to be embraced for all of its subtle, simplistic, abstract nature - the joy of any work is its own reward! Eine solche ist der Novize. Beyond what is written above, Tales of Love and Other Such Nonsense is dual in its very nature. First it deals with the topic of love and heartbreak, for those who take it directly to the heart the joy, trials, and tribulations that are present in any relationship. The other half deals with utter nonsense, some intriguing wordplay, and a few codes to be broken. On the other hand, the title is all-inclusive for those who are cynical of the very concept of true love. It is a testament to the very notion that true love is a dying art these days. Perhaps such ideas exist only in the vaguest of dreams that the fondest of hearts, minds, and souls can produce. Perhaps, in the end, it is, as a whole, a deceptive mirage: a flight of fancy. Then again, perhaps not...