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My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away
My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away
My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away
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In the first chapter of her debut poetry book, Dion Anja explores the turbulence of pandemic through experimenting as well as integrating metaphors and classical elements to mirror the dark side of human nature that is both ever-changing and fixed. Her poems include various themes like anxiety, death, insecurities, and isolation but she also offers a soothing magical realm with fairies and cats.

The content of some poems can be sensitive or triggering for some audiences.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherDion Anja
Release dateJun 10, 2021
ISBN9781393134640
My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away
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Dion Anja

Dion Anja is a poet, writer, and author of Motion Sickness and My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away. A lover of all things Gothic and uncanny, Dion has spent her college years reading, writing and breathing grotesque and ravishing characters. Her latest work is a collection of poetry about growing up, identity, and womanhood. She is known for creating chilling and gloomy landscapes in her writing. Dion is a literature major in Istanbul, working on her senior dissertation about women's trauma narratives. When she is not reading or writing, she can be found playing with her cat, taking long walks in the forest, or outlining another novel.

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    My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away - Dion Anja

    My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away

    A Dark Poetry Collection

    Dion Anja

    Copyright © 2020 by Dion Anja

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored or

    transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical,

    photocopying, recording, scanning, or otherwise without written permission

    from the publisher. It is illegal to copy this book, post it to a website, or

    distribute it by any other means without permission.

    For more information visit: www.dionanja.wordpress.com

    © 2020 Dion Anja

    All rights reserved.

    First edition: November 2020

    ISBN: 979-8-552-79044-9

    Also By

    Motion Sickness: Poems (2022)

    Content Warnings

    This book contains material that can be triggering for some audiences.

    For a complete list of content warnings please visit https://dionanja.wordpress.com/books/

    Contents

    1.I Should Have Been Listening to the Lecture But Instead I Wrote This for an Imaginary Lover

    2.Half Life

    3.Let Me Pass This Earth

    4.My Sentimental Muse

    5.Dark Waters

    6.My Dawn Is Only Five Hours Away

    7.Oh, Andy

    8.The Last March

    9.Untitled Summer Feeling

    10.On a Tree

    11.Extra Extra

    12.I Hate Summer

    13.The Story of a Man Who Burned Himself

    14.The Good Ladies

    15.The Lake of Ordeal

    16.Sometimes I Don't Try

    17.Sequence

    18.The Center Is A Pomegranate

    19.Not Everyone Can Handle This Poetry

    20.I am Art

    21.Death Is a Joyful Evening

    22.Song to My Journey on a Catboat

    23.Poems to Hadrian

    24.Poems to Romana

    25.Poems to Odene

    Acknowledgements

    About Author

    I Should Have Been Listening to the Lecture But Instead I Wrote This for an Imaginary Lover

    MAY 23, 2020

    i think i dreamed about you when i was lying on grass,

    i memorized the sky for you,

    i made a home with my bare hands.

    the blurry pain between my ribs

    brought you to me.

    and i believed you loved me when

    you shared the heat between your thighs

    and all was even.

    Half Life

    JUNE 27, 2020

    there is a cruel enemy that lives inside my soul,

    picking up the the flowers of my

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