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    Bold

    By Grant J Venables

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    Bold is a collection of modern poetry that explores the human condition in its more shadowy forms, but it also offers hope and humor, all in good measure. The language is accessible, the forms are digestible, and the messages are comprehensible. It often takes a look from the outside, in.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGrant J Venables
    Release dateFeb 15, 2012
    ISBN9781466054707
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    Grant J Venables

    I am a Canadian who lives and writes in Southeast Asia. Presently I work in Kuala Lumpur, teaching English Literature. I was born and raised in and around Shuswap Lake in south-central British Columbia, but I have also lived in northern Alberta. I went to school at Grande Prairie Regional College, then I moved to Edmonton Alberta, and attended the University of Alberta. From there I moved to Bangkok, Thailand and furthered my studies with Michigan State University. I am married to a wonderful woman, Kaeo (who is on the cover of Bangkok—Just Under the Skin). I have three sons, Kritsana, Heathcliff-Manx, and Keats J. We keep a small farm in Thailand where we raise organic fruit and produce, and ducks...a great number of ducks.When not reading, writing, or teaching, I spend time with my family, my friends, my ducks, and my trees. Trees provide a certain sanity and calm in a world so often too concerned with the insane rush to destroy itself.

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      Bold - Grant J Venables

      Bold

      A Collection of Poems by Grant J. Venables ,

      Published by Grant J. Venables

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      keeps my heart

      aching,

      and racing,

      and breaking.

      And

      Mike and Emily:

      "Long May You Run."

      Table of Contents

      Almost Your Sonnet

      Amber Butterfly, Obscure Force, Now Gone

      For Master Bill

      Alone

      Close

      Denmark’s Prison

      Eight O’clock and Forty-three

      How You Remember

      Hubris

      One

      Two

      Pain

      Peace

      Perched on That Word

      Ads

      She Senses

      That Good Night

      Waves

      Ode on September and Blue Jays

      Bird Song

      Imperious Crow

      Author

      Almost Your Sonnet

      Your silk bathrobe tie lies lazily there

      Tossed over the back of your blue make-up chair

      Now the fan taunts it out from its serpentine length

      And it tempts me—you gone—to once test out its strength

      Wanna know?

      Got to know!

      It flutters and flaunts in this exodos, cotton-warm air

      The scars on my arms still tingle—sometimes

      When the cold weather causes the pressure to climb

      And I always said it wasn’t your fault

      And I knew you were drunk

      And I know how you

      Like the play, and the feel, of soft firelight on that dry, cold steel

      Still, that squint of your eyes as the blade sunk straight in

      As my blood pooled in shapes—by the bed—on the floor

      And then, not a grin, but a cousin of pride

      Like some Hemingwayesque Picador

      Like a child, with a bug on a pin

      So now, here alone, I write this all out

      Try to write you

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