Come to Me Rebecca Farmer grew fat with dreaming

grew fat with dreaming

since reprinted in a second edition

crying babies and the BBC World Service

and poems from Hussein Bin Hamza

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Come to Me Rebecca Farmer grew fat with dreamingHis narrative poems are precise, focusing on what may otherwise be overlooked. Whether fable like in tone, or ruminating on the familiar such as lying in bed, bathing, drinking water and chatting, Vrdis observation is sensual, often sexy. The erotic is as part of his experience as eating, perhaps the two are inseparable beautiful as everything that enters your life, just as the world tips into surprising angles, where emotions are upended and light