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We Are Merely The Echoes Of The Past, A Love Song For The Ancestors. Poetry
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- ISBN8235147997
- EAN9798235147997
- Date de parution14/06/2026
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- ÉditeurIoakim Ioakim
Résumé
A haunting, poetic journey through blood, memory, and the ghosts who made us. In this spellbinding collection, Australian fantasy author Rachel Lawson weaves gothic lyricism with ancestral history, exploring the fragile threads that bind the living to the long-dead. From medieval rebellions and royal tragedies to intimate whispers of love, loss, and identity, these poems form a tapestry of echoes stretching across centuries.
This is a love song to the ancestors - the heroes, the villains, the forgotten, and the feared - all of whom shaped the world that shaped her. Lyrical, mournful, and fiercely heartfelt, We Are Merely the Echoes of the Past is a book for anyone who has ever felt the pull of history in their bones, or the presence of those who came before them lingering in the quiet spaces of life.
This is a love song to the ancestors - the heroes, the villains, the forgotten, and the feared - all of whom shaped the world that shaped her. Lyrical, mournful, and fiercely heartfelt, We Are Merely the Echoes of the Past is a book for anyone who has ever felt the pull of history in their bones, or the presence of those who came before them lingering in the quiet spaces of life.






















