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What is that you express in your eyes? It seems to be more than all the print I have read in my life. Each poem leads you to the questions it makes sense to ask; As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells...and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there too; a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower...both strange and familiar so that you could feel that poetry naturally is highly patterned in its form. Thus, you will stick to believing ‘Even chaos has a pattern...’