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To You in the Night
To You in the Night
To You in the Night
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Consider a love letter composed in verse for someone who is still unknown.

To You in the Night is a confession of love, written for someone who does not yet have a name or a face. It is a letter without a specific recipient or muse. Spanning many years and places, the poems within can be read alone or as pieces of the larger narrative. Many of the verses include lessons learned by the poet Carton from her own past relationships and truths gifted to her from passersby—each one interspersed throughout the book like pushpins on the road map of her life.

This collection of poetry offers a unique take on the subject of love and the idea that it can be felt for someone you haven’t even met yet.

I’m certain you’re out there
kissing someone,
hoping that they are me,
and when I find you,
I’ll show you all the
things you’ve missed.

I know in my bones,
you’ll show me too.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateJul 8, 2020
ISBN9781480891548
To You in the Night
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Carton

Carton is an avid explorer of the world and its stories. Though she was born in the South and still misses it, she currently resides in the Midwest. She enjoys spicy food, writing, and planning her next big adventure.

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    To You in the Night - Carton

    Copyright © 2020 Carton.

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    ISBN: 978-1-4808-9153-1 (sc)

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    Library of Congress Control Number: 2020912161

    Archway Publishing rev. date: 07/08/2020

    To love or have loved, that is enough.

    —Victor Hugo, Les Misérables

    I was

    standing

    under a mulberry tree

    down by the creek

    when I first realized

    that something was

    missing.

    The leaves were changing

    and I’d just come back,

    back from

    a distant ocean,

    from where mountains and high deserts

    and all kinds of old treasures

    remain.

    But something was aching

    within me,

    festering,

    like a splinter.

    I’ve never felt this way before.

    The tea is bitter;

    the sky is gray—

    what is happening?

    I can’t even write

    anymore.

    My bed is warm,

    the blankets soft;

    a breeze in the window

    and the cat on the dresser.

    All is good and calm.

    The sun plays at the

    sill;

    the birds at the feeder

    come

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