Ebook {Epub PDF} Fourth Child by Megan Hall

Megan Hall is the author of Fourth Child ( avg rating, 9 ratings, 3 reviews, published ), Introduction to Literature ( avg rating, 0 ratings, /5(4). Megan Hall's first collection of poems, Fourth Child, has the texture of a carefully wrought, hand-stitched garment. It is something you want to bury your face in, like the familiar scented fabric of an item of clothing that belonged to a beloved who is gone. The Poems combine a dark humour and terrible grief with a lightness and restrained sensuality.  · Megan Hall participated in the Crossing Borders programme in –, during which time she worked with a mentor to develop some of the poems included in Fourth Child. She also worked closely with her editor in finalising, selecting and ordering the poems to form the collection.

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Archive Countries South Africa Megan Hall FOURTH CHILD Fourth Child. 1 To my grandmother On the 49th day, God was kind, and made me your fourth child. Megan Hall is the author of Fourth Child ( avg rating, 9 ratings, 3 reviews, published ), Introduction to Literature ( avg rating, 0 ratings. by Megan Hall. Fourth Child won the Ingrid Jonker prize for a debut volume of poetry. Megan Hall's first collection of poems, Fourth Child, has the texture of a carefully wrought, hand-stitched garment. It is something you want to bury your face in, like the familiar scented fabric of an item of clothing that belonged to a beloved who is gone.