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    The Light Beside The Reading Chair Is Weeping
    The Light Beside The Reading Chair Is Weeping
    The Light Beside The Reading Chair Is Weeping
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    The Light Beside The Reading Chair Is Weeping

    By David Francis Jeffery

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    I have always wanted to have a go at trying to write an epic poem. The thing is though, that I've discovered that I have neither the talent, patience or imagination to write a truly epic poem. So these poems are an exercise in longform poetry. None of them have a story per se, I was just interested in seeing how long I could write a poem for. Some of them are longer than others, for that reason.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDavid Francis Jeffery
    Release dateJun 24, 2015
    ISBN9781311417442
    The Light Beside The Reading Chair Is Weeping
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    David Francis Jeffery

    David Francis Jeffery is a writer living in Australia with his wife and daughter. He has a had a few things published here and there and has self-published two chapbooks and a literary magazine in the early '00's. He writes everyday but not everyday does he write something worthwhile.

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