The Clichéist




      The Clichéist
Amanda Lamarche s debut collection of poetry is a work of imaginative grace and power These poems topple the normal hierarchy of everyday concerns, promoting fears unlikely in the normal state of being the fear of buttons, of dying to the wrong song, of houses built on corners to the same stage and emotional impact as the common perhaps clich d fears of car crashes and collapsing bridges.The clever combination of explorations emotional and playful carries on Technical advice for cutting down trees is juxtaposed with the development of ominous personal overtones The title sequence takes issue with the easy laying down of language by recasting well worn sayings giving them back stories, situating them in real time and real places, and reinvigorating them by providing each its own individual universe from which to draw meaning.Amanda Lamarche s refreshing poems refuse at all the right moments to take themselves too seriously They have the amazing ability to make readers shift from out loud laughter to profound insight in a gasp of breath. New Download [ The Clichéist ] Author [ Amanda Lamarche ] For Kindle ePUB or eBook – heartforum.co.uk

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      The Clichéist
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  • Paperback
  • 88 pages
  • The Clichéist
  • Amanda Lamarche
  • English
  • 25 August 2018
  • 0889712085

9 thoughts on “ The Clichéist

  1. DCW says:

    I liked the section called the Clicheist last third of the book Her command of space is really great in that section Breezed through other sections, but that one made me stop and pay attention She deftly talks about one topic while subtly pulling apart another It s quite good.

  2. mwpm says:

    Say what you willor when, or howloud The doorknob,the hand to the glasshandle, the bowed latchcatching will alwaysbe the last thing saidin the cold room Fear of Doorknobs, pg 18 You know that sadness grows a willow.Fear grows a birch, white ringed and nudein the forests But a poplar, there is nomud in the hear to grow a poplar It isof some other family It plants itself,does not touch the next Each is a childthat wants to be picked up by the arms,by whatever made it has not spenta Say what you willor when, or howloud The doorknob,the hand to the glasshandle, the bowed latchcatching will alwaysbe the last thing saidin the cold room Fear of Doorknobs, pg 18 You know that sadness grows a willow.Fear grows a birch, white ringed and nudein the forests But a poplar, there is nomud in the hear to grow a poplar It isof some other family It plants itself,does not touch the next Each is a childthat wants to be picked up by the arms,by whatever made it has not spenta day in its life looking down A poplarwill not know a bit of what you look like Fear of Poplar...

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