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Whimsical poems for object-lovers and modern souls

This feels like poetry for anyone who has ever looked at an ordinary object and sensed a strange, private life inside it. Ann Ang writes with wit and sharp originality, turning clutter, paper, rain, and walls into something intimate and haunting. If you like poems that are playful on the surface but quietly devastating underneath, this one will likely stay with you.

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Burning Walls for Paper Spirits

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ISBN: 9789811823121
Authors: Ann Ang
Publisher: Pagesetters
Date of Publication: 2021-10-01
Related Collections: Literary Fiction, Contemporary, Poetry
Goodreads rating: 3.86
(rated by 7 readers)

Description

In an era of Marie Kondo and decluttering, the objects that we live with are the precious few that spark joy. Burning Walls for Paper Spirits is a poetry collection about how everyday objects become invested with soul, and how we have in turn become thing-like amidst the mechanics of everyday living. While androids dream about electric sheep, we are electric sheep dreaming life into androids. We are trees who know ourselves only as paper, folded and burned. With whimsical meditations on why walls are like skin and why the rain in Singapore is capitalist, Ann Ang’s debut collection refreshes the edges of sentience dulled by an age of hot takes and commodification.
 

Whimsical poems for object-lovers and modern souls

This feels like poetry for anyone who has ever looked at an ordinary object and sensed a strange, private life inside it. Ann Ang writes with wit and sharp originality, turning clutter, paper, rain, and walls into something intimate and haunting. If you like poems that are playful on the surface but quietly devastating underneath, this one will likely stay with you.

Note: While we do our best to ensure the accuracy of cover images, ISBNs may at times be reused for different editions of the same title which may hence appear as a different cover.