This collection lives in the quiet after impact.
In hospital rooms where time stalls. In chapels heavy with flowers. In train carriages, empty kitchens, winter streets, and rooms that still hold the shape of someone who is no longer there.

These poems explore love that lingers past its ending, grief that moves without sound, anger that waits beneath still surfaces, and memory that refuses to leave even when everything else has.

Through recurring images of warmth and cold, fire and frost, hands held and hands missed, the speaker moves through loss not as a single event, but as a landscape - one walked daily, in ordinary light.

These are poems about absence.
About the lives we imagined but never lived.
About the words we never said.
About the way love changes form, but does not disappear.