They say that in the end we're reunited
With all we've lost - not love and circumstance
But umbrellas, tissues and socks
Or, in my case, that one photograph
Tucked inside the book wedged halfway down -
Or was it up - the bookshelf we once had
The lives of dragonflies pass largely unseen until they express themselves for the briefest of moments on the wing - and, having fulfilled their obligation to future generations, disappear.
Evolving and intimate, dragonflies is a personal journey through life's transformations. Graham Powell unfolds memories and moments in time; uncovering all that is lost and gained, and how we each grow into and out of ourselves, recreating the world afresh with every step we take along the way.
'Rudder sharp and banking
On veined wings that whirr as the sun catches ...'
What the readers are saying:
Poignant Five stars
A body of work that deals with life and death so sensitively Five stars
Exquisite beauty Graham Powell has certainly emerged in a glorious moment, like the dragonfly, from the dark pools of his imagination Five stars
