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Showcasing the work of
KATE ADAMS
Some of you may remember Mad Manor Monthly, a newsletter I put out in the early Oughts; this is its direct descendent, morphed into a new century.
But the poetry is unchanging—eternal, ever since Wednesday, as Dylan Thomas puts it. I will be adding selected material as I go: the muse still visits me most mornings, and I have rather a large backlog to draw from . . .
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FOUR COLLECTIONS
are currently available as e-books on Amazon,
with others in the pipeline
We want a world where words—obeying subtle gravities—cohere as laser light coheres, as life coheres. We want a world where music meets mere human speech, transforming it. We want a way to sing while talking,
dance while walking, dream while waking—slowly—up.
That world exists: we call it art; I call it poetry.