A deluge of poetry and prose, ambiguously honouring the essence of existence from birth onto death, life and loss, self and society, romantic love and pensive longing, melancholy of regret to gratitude in healing, and the struggles of and strength in femininity. A potpourri of musings assembled with a hint of practical spirituality, to be savoured passably as an oracle of hearts to the many answers, whose questions our minds are yet to comprehend. Ivory Gleam is split into three chapters of learning, longing and loving. Each chapter is a journey traversing a different road to the ultimate destination of self-reflection.
About the Author
With a belief that artistic expression is therapeutic, she found healing in words. Priya Dolma Tamang is a medical graduate from the Himalayan terrain of Sikkim, a north eastern Indian state, and is reachable at firstname.lastname@example.org
Ivory gleam isn’t just a poetry collection of sorts but truely a vacation to nostalgia. So many human sentiments have been broken down into molecular words and brought up in such a beautiful book. Starting off with the cover I really loved how it is so simple yet elegant and makes it aesthetic. The book is a long read with so many poems and Proses I really did appreciate that.
The book is divided into three parts. I enjoyed reading all the parts through-out. There wasn’t a poem or prose that I just skipped through.
Every poem takes you to a deeper sense of the extracts of human. I loved it how all the elements right from love to insecurities, truth and all that one goes through has been put in the book. All poems works on different levels.
It’s a book that needs to be read slowly or read alot of times.
What I really liked is how she used so many body parts in the poems beautifully.
The vocabulary is the best from the one which everyone can understand with so many new words to learn as well.
It’s a book to be cherished.
Definitely a book that deserves 5:)
You will surely not regret putting your money in this book.
It really feels like a friend 🙂
Who knows all about you in poems and prose.