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<\/a><\/p>\npaper \u2022 74 pages \u2022 15.95
\nISBN-13: 978-1-945588-05-1<\/p>\n
Add to Cart<\/a><\/p>\n [\/column] How does it feel to lose your planet, your lover, yourself? Ben Purkert’s debut collection, For the Love of Endings<\/em>, tests what connects us to this earth and to each other. His brilliantly crafted poems examine “the gap \/ between the world & how \/ people paint it: dark, distant, there \/ for the taking.” He makes us look at our disintegrating world head on and see what we’ve done to it, and what it has done to us.<\/p>\n “The Words I Failed To Be” from\u00a0For the Love of Endings<\/em>:<\/p>\n
\n[column col=”3\/4″]<\/p>\nFor the Love of Endings<\/em><\/h1>\n
Ben Purkert<\/h2>\n
Featured on Adroit’s<\/em><\/a>\u00a0BEST OF: POETRY 2018.<\/h5>\n
\nenough, the ones I adore but can\u2019t ever close. I\u2019m always
\ndrawn to the frozen-food aisle: is this where I meet my new self,
\nshuddering inside a box of waffles? Hey, a closeout on ice cream,
\nmaybe I\u2019ll pile up on rocky road? I won\u2019t mince anything:
\nnot the breakup, not hours before, each minute snapping shut
\non my wrist. I won\u2019t dwell on what I said, only the words
\nI failed to be. A watermelon, a half-off watermelon, it\u2019s over:
\nbecause I love the seeds, I spit them out.<\/div>\n