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The Poetry Of Daniel Sheehan. Poetry is a fascinating use of language. With almost a million words at its command it is not surprising that these Isles have produced some of the most beautiful, moving and descriptive verse through the centuries. In this series we look at a poet who is a frequent contributor to anthologies and collections and is here published in his own collection for the first time; Daniel Sheehan. If is famously said that no man is an island. But perhaps many are mysteries. Some seek limelight, others the shadows. In the case of Daniel Sheehan either little is known of him or he wants little to be known. Probably the latter. His work hints at a great love and a journey that is unknown but almost unimportant as to its destination. It is a journey with someone and for someone. His words of the heart, his thoughts of the soul. In short a modern romantic, someone to make the world little less harsh but a little more important. In this internet age surprisingly little is known of him so there is little to tell except in his verse from the past 3 years or so. We have recorded many of his poems and they are available as an audiobook from our sister company Portable Poetry. Many samples are at our youtube channel http://www.youtube.com/user/PortablePoetry?feature=mhee The full volume can be purchased from iTunes, Amazon and other digital stores. The poems are read for you by Ghizela Rowe & Richard Mitchley. Index Of Poems; But Stay A While; I Carry The Cross Of A Minor Faith; The Whispered Meaning; Like Flames In A Catholic Night; At The Mercy Goes The Light; No Juice In The Tank Now; And The Man Who Sold His Armies; Razored By Emotions; This Journey May Not End; I Must Be A Vampire; Flakes Of Comfort; That Endless Loop; I Am Your Father; That Kiss; In My Thoughts I Kiss You; And I Run To You; Words Will Rupture; Once Your Kiss Would Make Me Dizzy; Deeper I Cannot Fall; In The Safety Of Your Mouth; An Atheist’s Journey; And Your Feet Are The Author, Your Eyes Every Page; This Black Ribbon Freeway; In T