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    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries
    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries
    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries
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    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries

    By Rob Roy O'Keefe

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    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries, like most collections of poetry, addresses all of the customary topics: psychics and weather, the nature of reality, the value of integers, and metaphorical canines.
    Mirroring the previous two collections, there are 24 pieces to browse, which makes Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind both accessible and symmetrical. And just like those predecessors, it hurdles from the everyday to the uncommon, the happy to the somber, and the personal to the universal.
    If you find this to be a worthwhile read, and perhaps even more importantly, if you don't, check out Living with the Monkey Mind, and Return of the Monkey Mind. Enjoy.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherRob Roy O'Keefe
    Release dateSep 29, 2016
    ISBN9781370510566
    Last Gasp of the Monkey Mind: Even More Poems and Chance Discoveries
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    Rob Roy O'Keefe

    Rob Roy O’Keefe was raised in the Antarctic by a colony of emperor penguins, which explains both his love of fish and his intense anxiety when in the company of sea lions. At the age of 12 he left to go on walkabout, but upon learning that Australia was over 3,000 miles away, he took the more expedient route from Cape Melville, Antarctica to South America’s Cape Horn.He wandered north through the Andes, accumulated an abundance of practical knowledge, such as how to convince a hungry condor that you are not carrion. He eventually stumbled upon the hut of an Incan shaman who took him on as an apprentice. After a decade of immersion into the mysteries of the unseen world, Rob departed, fully prepared for his eventual success in the fields of pizza delivery, local politics, and brand consulting.Today, Rob resides in New England’s Merrimack Valley, where he lives in a tree house made of Good Humor popsicle sticks held together by the discarded dreams of retired sailors.

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