Roots

By K.A. Ralston

Roots is nature-inspired poetry collection in which poet and artist, K.A. Ralston explores themes of loss and grief, heartbreak, healing, self-love, motherhood, and finding a love that is steady, passionate, and life-giving. Ralston's poems are often tender and delicate, but her truths cut to the bone and her words echo long after the pages close. This book is for anyone who has known love and felt deep grief and heartbreak. This book is teeming with hope for anyone who is healing and seeking themselves. 

 

 

• Language: English
• Publisher: July House Publishing
• Release date: Oct 20, 2023
• ISBN: 9798985832730

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ROOTS

BY

K.A. RALSTON

Roots copyright © 2023 by K.A. Ralston

All rights reserved.

Printed in the United States of America. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner without written permission except in the context of reviews. Cover design by K.A. Ralston

July House Publishing, LLC

www.karalston.com

ISBN: 979-8-9858327-3-0

Library of Congress Control Number:

2023944018

For my adventure and life buddies. Ryan, Theodore, and Wrenley. I keep thinking I’ll finally write a poem that says it all, but I’m okay if I spend the rest of my days trying.

Dear Reader,

Roots is a collection of nature themed poems about the people, the moments, and the places that make us who we are.  It is an exploration of human nature but also very much a love letter to the natural world and the wonder we find there. I hope these words bring you healing, hope, and a sense of belonging.

-Krysten

Table of Contents

- love won’t grow here

- blue hour

- joy de vivre

where i am from

-wolf-heart

- fool’s gold

- tender love

when the smoke clears

- mirage

i have always loved making things beautiful

-the kind of woman i want to be

- forager

i bet you didn’t know

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

A Note from the Author

Other works

i am rooted to this land

bound to these banks

where rivers rush

to quench my dry bones

baptize me body and soul

where waters spill over cupped hands

to drown my every thirst

i am sewn into the