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    Chosen Vanities
    Chosen Vanities
    Chosen Vanities
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    Chosen Vanities

    By Edward Rhodes

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    Chosen Vanities is a collection of poems, mostly written between
    the summer months of 2011 and the dark beginnings of 2013. It
    is a freer and more personal work than All My Masks, and covers a
    broader range of themes, and while not afraid to gaze a while into
    the shadows there are moments of joy which shine all the brighter
    when set against the darker background behind.
    As a rule, the poems appear in reverse chronological order.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherXlibris UK
    Release dateApr 19, 2013
    ISBN9781483605791
    Chosen Vanities
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    Edward Rhodes

    Edward Rhodes currently lives in Patcham, to the north of his native city of Brighton and Hove. He began reading poetry to friends in pubs in the latter part of 2009, making his stage debut as a performance poet at Horseplay (then held in the Sanctuary Cella in Hove) at the end of March 2010. He is a member of the Church of Christ the King, at the Clarendon Centre, and is, at the time of writing, unmarried with no children.

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