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Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Whispers Behind Weathered Acres: The Stories Farm and Ranch Families Never Tell is a collection of clinical-realism verse about the private weight carried by the families who feed others while trying to hold their own ground.Agriculture has a roadside portrait: green fields, red barns, calves in spring grass, rows planted straight, combines moving beneath orange sunsets, porch lights glowing at the edge of gravel roads. From the outside, it can look simple, nostalgic, even peaceful. From inside the operation, the view is different.Inside are milk checks that do not cover the feed bill. A calf alive at midnight and gone by morning. Hay down in the field while rain gathers on the radar. A child learning the skid steer before learning parallel parking. A farm wife working a job in town so the farm can remain home. A son who left because staying would have broken him. A daughter who came back and found the place both smaller and heavier than memory. An auction that feels like a funeral because every wagon, gate, tractor, and feed bunk knows where it stood.Through thirty-three pieces organized across four acts - Raised by Chores, Weather Has the Last Word, The Cost of Keeping, and What the Land Remembers - Brian Edward McDermott writes from inside the working world of farms, ranches, barns, kitchens, sheds, fence lines, sale barns, milk houses, machine shops, lambing pens, calving lots, orchards, gardens, and fields where weather is never small talk. Weather is payroll. Feed. Milk. Debt. Birth. Death. Whether the field comes in. Whether the road drifts shut. Whether the vet arrives in time. Whether the family makes it one more season.This collection does not romanticize agricultural life. It does not turn farm and ranch families into scenery, nostalgia, moral symbols, or hardship tourism. The equipment is named. The animals are real. The financial pressure is exact. The people are composite, but the strain is not. These poems bear witness to the daily labor and emotional cost behind dairy farms, crop farms, beef operations, hog barns, sheep farms, goat herds, ranches, beekeeping yards, homesteads, market gardens, orchards, poultry flocks, and the unexpected animals tucked behind Midwestern fences by families who learned to make room for what needed care.Whispers Behind Weathered Acres listens for the stories that rarely get told plainly: the pride that will not admit exhaustion, the grief that has to wait until chores are done, the argument held in silence because everyone still has to work together in the morning, the inherited land that feels like both blessing and debt, the marriage stretched across seasons, the child who knows where the weak gate is, the father who measures love in repaired machinery, the mother who notices everything and has no hour in which to collapse, the old farmer standing at the edge of a field that remembers him better than the world ever will.Written with restraint, grit, and emotional precision, this volume honors the families who learned that care is not sentimental when it must be done in mud, ice, heat, debt, sickness, and dark. It is for the children raised in rubber boots, bib overalls, chore coats, feed-store caps, borrowed gloves, and pickup trucks that smelled like hay, diesel, dog hair, and yesterday's coffee. It is for the ones who stayed, the ones who left, the ones who came back, and the ones who still cannot drive past the old place without slowing down. At its heart, this collection is about keeping - keeping animals alive, keeping fields working, keeping families fed, keeping promises made before anyone understood the cost, and keeping memory in land that weather keeps trying to rewrite.For the families who know that a farm is n Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability. …

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Whispers Behind Holy Days: The Stories Faith Keeps Quietly is a collection of clinical-realism verse about belief, doubt, ritual, inheritance, grief, community, and the quiet acts of care that survive even when people no longer agree about what anything means.The calendar calls them holidays. Holy days. Days off. Days of obligation. Days of memory. A square with a name. A service on the schedule. A school closed. A meal expected. A candle lit. A prayer repeated. But before anyone names the theology, someone is already standing in the kitchen with flour to her elbows, making the dish her mother made in another country, another house, another version of home. Someone is finding the good tablecloth. Someone is hiding in the car before walking into the building. Someone is explaining a fast to a coworker who meant well and still said it wrong. Someone is sitting in a pew and wondering whether staying is faith, habit, grief, fear, love, or all of them at once.Across thirty pieces organized into four acts - What We Were Raised In, What They See, What It Costs, and What We Keep - Brian Edward McDermott writes from inside the intimate, ordinary places where faith is lived more often than announced: the grandmother's prayer beads worn smooth by years of thumb and worry, the airport screening line where a name or garment suddenly becomes suspicious, the school hallway where a child learns which parts of home to explain and which parts to protect, the break room after a bad joke, the funeral kitchen buried in casseroles, the holiday table where old wounds sit down beside old recipes, and the eleven private minutes a coworker guards behind a truck seat without ever asking anyone to understand what happens there.This is not a collection that tries to prove belief true or disbelief false. It does not defend one faith by diminishing another. It does not ask the reader to admire every practice, excuse every institution, or condemn the people who leave what they inherited. Instead, Whispers Behind Holy Days holds the believer and the nonbeliever with equal dignity. It makes room for the person who doubts but still shows up, the person who left because the room was no longer safe, the person who converted and still feels one step behind everyone born into the language, the person who keeps the recipes but not the prayers, and the person who no longer knows what they believe but still knows how to bring food when someone dies.At the center of the volume, a funeral kitchen becomes a temporary truce. One woman believes everything happens for a reason. Another believes that sentence should never be said to a grieving person. They reach for the same dish. Their hands touch. They move the casserole together. Nobody wins. Nobody has to.Written with restraint, compassion, and emotional precision, this collection explores the hidden costs and quiet mercies of faith as it is actually lived: in families, workplaces, schools, hospitals, kitchens, sanctuaries, airports, cemeteries, and the private rooms people carry inside themselves. These poems are not sermons. They are witnesses. They listen for what faith keeps quietly - the customs that outlive certainty, the kindnesses that cross belief, the silences people protect, and the sacred labor of showing up for one another anyway.Whispers Behind Holy Days is for readers who have stayed, readers who have left, readers who are still deciding, and readers who know that sometimes the holiest thing in the room is not the argument anyone wins, but the dish someone carries to the grieving table. Through intimate verse, this collection explores the messy, human reality of devotion and doubt, finding sanctity not in dogma, but in the quiet ritua Shipping may be from multiple locations in the US or from the UK, depending on stock availability.…

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PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

PAP. Condition: New. New Book. Shipped from UK. Established seller since 2000.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Neuware - Some gangs have a captain. Some have a map-keeper. Some have a kid with a five-dollar bill and a very generous heart.The Gang of Dandelion Street has them all.Meet Tommy, who never backed down from anything. Stevie, who could disappear into a tree like a squirrel. Jenny, who drew the routes in crayon and led them like a general. Billy, who built a catapult out of scrap wood and pure determination. Lester, whose allowance funded every candy run and picture show. Louie, who could talk a grumpy grown-up right back out of their frown. And the one who remembers all of it - because that turns out to be the most important job of all.This is a story about the kids you grew up with, the streets you ruled, and the summers that lasted forever and ended too fast.For every child who ever had a gang - and every adult who still misses theirs.…

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Whispers Behind Weathered Acres: The Stories Farm and Ranch Families Never Tell is a collection of clinical-realism verse about the private weight carried by the families who feed others while trying to hold their own ground.Agriculture has a roadside portrait: green fields, red barns, calves in spring grass, rows planted straight, combines moving beneath orange sunsets, porch lights glowing at the edge of gravel roads. From the outside, it can look simple, nostalgic, even peaceful. From inside the operation, the view is different.Inside are milk checks that do not cover the feed bill. A calf alive at midnight and gone by morning. Hay down in the field while rain gathers on the radar. A child learning the skid steer before learning parallel parking. A farm wife working a job in town so the farm can remain home. A son who left because staying would have broken him. A daughter who came back and found the place both smaller and heavier than memory. An auction that feels like a funeral because every wagon, gate, tractor, and feed bunk knows where it stood.Through thirty-three pieces organized across four acts - Raised by Chores, Weather Has the Last Word, The Cost of Keeping, and What the Land Remembers - Brian Edward McDermott writes from inside the working world of farms, ranches, barns, kitchens, sheds, fence lines, sale barns, milk houses, machine shops, lambing pens, calving lots, orchards, gardens, and fields where weather is never small talk. Weather is payroll. Feed. Milk. Debt. Birth. Death. Whether the field comes in. Whether the road drifts shut. Whether the vet arrives in time. Whether the family makes it one more season.This collection does not romanticize agricultural life. It does not turn farm and ranch families into scenery, nostalgia, moral symbols, or hardship tourism. The equipment is named. The animals are real. The financial pressure is exact. The people are composite, but the strain is not. These poems bear witness to the daily labor and emotional cost behind dairy farms, crop farms, beef operations, hog barns, sheep farms, goat herds, ranches, beekeeping yards, homesteads, market gardens, orchards, poultry flocks, and the unexpected animals tucked behind Midwestern fences by families who learned to make room for what needed care.Whispers Behind Weathered Acres listens for the stories that rarely get told plainly: the pride that will not admit exhaustion, the grief that has to wait until chores are done, the argument held in silence because everyone still has to work together in the morning, the inherited land that feels like both blessing and debt, the marriage stretched across seasons, the child who knows where the weak gate is, the father who measures love in repaired machinery, the mother who notices everything and has no hour in which to collapse, the old farmer standing at the edge of a field that remembers him better than the world ever will.Written with restraint, grit, and emotional precision, this volume honors the families who learned that care is not sentimental when it must be done in mud, ice, heat, debt, sickness, and dark. It is for the children raised in rubber boots, bib overalls, chore coats, feed-store caps, borrowed gloves, and pickup trucks that smelled like hay, diesel, dog hair, and yesterday's coffee. It is for the ones who stayed, the ones who left, the ones who came back, and the ones who still cannot drive past the old place without slowing down. At its heart, this collection is about keeping - keeping animals alive, keeping fields working, keeping families fed, keeping promises made before anyone understood the cost, and keeping memory in land that weather keeps trying to rewrite.For the families who know tha Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability. …

Paperback. Condition: new. Paperback. Whispers Behind Holy Days: The Stories Faith Keeps Quietly is a collection of clinical-realism verse about belief, doubt, ritual, inheritance, grief, community, and the quiet acts of care that survive even when people no longer agree about what anything means.The calendar calls them holidays. Holy days. Days off. Days of obligation. Days of memory. A square with a name. A service on the schedule. A school closed. A meal expected. A candle lit. A prayer repeated. But before anyone names the theology, someone is already standing in the kitchen with flour to her elbows, making the dish her mother made in another country, another house, another version of home. Someone is finding the good tablecloth. Someone is hiding in the car before walking into the building. Someone is explaining a fast to a coworker who meant well and still said it wrong. Someone is sitting in a pew and wondering whether staying is faith, habit, grief, fear, love, or all of them at once.Across thirty pieces organized into four acts - What We Were Raised In, What They See, What It Costs, and What We Keep - Brian Edward McDermott writes from inside the intimate, ordinary places where faith is lived more often than announced: the grandmother's prayer beads worn smooth by years of thumb and worry, the airport screening line where a name or garment suddenly becomes suspicious, the school hallway where a child learns which parts of home to explain and which parts to protect, the break room after a bad joke, the funeral kitchen buried in casseroles, the holiday table where old wounds sit down beside old recipes, and the eleven private minutes a coworker guards behind a truck seat without ever asking anyone to understand what happens there.This is not a collection that tries to prove belief true or disbelief false. It does not defend one faith by diminishing another. It does not ask the reader to admire every practice, excuse every institution, or condemn the people who leave what they inherited. Instead, Whispers Behind Holy Days holds the believer and the nonbeliever with equal dignity. It makes room for the person who doubts but still shows up, the person who left because the room was no longer safe, the person who converted and still feels one step behind everyone born into the language, the person who keeps the recipes but not the prayers, and the person who no longer knows what they believe but still knows how to bring food when someone dies.At the center of the volume, a funeral kitchen becomes a temporary truce. One woman believes everything happens for a reason. Another believes that sentence should never be said to a grieving person. They reach for the same dish. Their hands touch. They move the casserole together. Nobody wins. Nobody has to.Written with restraint, compassion, and emotional precision, this collection explores the hidden costs and quiet mercies of faith as it is actually lived: in families, workplaces, schools, hospitals, kitchens, sanctuaries, airports, cemeteries, and the private rooms people carry inside themselves. These poems are not sermons. They are witnesses. They listen for what faith keeps quietly - the customs that outlive certainty, the kindnesses that cross belief, the silences people protect, and the sacred labor of showing up for one another anyway.Whispers Behind Holy Days is for readers who have stayed, readers who have left, readers who are still deciding, and readers who know that sometimes the holiest thing in the room is not the argument anyone wins, but the dish someone carries to the grieving table. Through intimate verse, this collection explores the messy, human reality of devotion and doubt, finding sanctity not in dogma, but in th Shipping may be from our Sydney, NSW warehouse or from our UK or US warehouse, depending on stock availability.…

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Neuware - Whispers Behind Scorched Shields: The Stories Firefighters Never Tell is a collection of clinical-realism verse about the lives, losses, humor, silence, and sacrifice carried behind the firehouse shield.The tones split the room before the coffee cools. A chair scrapes back. A fork is left beside a half-finished plate. Boots hit the floor. The bay doors rise. In seconds, ordinary people are moving toward someone else's worst day.Through thirty-three poems, Brian Edward McDermott writes from inside the gear - the hallway found by touch, the closed door that saved a child, the mayday that never quite stops echoing, the kitchen table where the meal waits under foil, the smell that follows long after the shower, the glove marks on a tired face, and the chair in the bay nobody moves because absence has its own weight.This is not a collection about fearless heroes. It is not polished myth, recruitment poster, or tribute written from a safe distance. These poems do not turn firefighters into statues or reduce the people they serve to tragedy. Instead, Whispers Behind Scorched Shields bears witness to neighbors meeting neighbors on the loudest days of their lives - house fires, highway wrecks, medical calls, false alarms, storms, smoke, water, silence, and the long ride back after everyone else believes the emergency is over.The shield is the object at the center of this volume: worn, scraped, blackened, heat-marked, and still carrying the promise. It belongs to the firefighter crawling a hallway by feel, the officer counting helmets in smoke, the rookie learning that courage is not the absence of fear, the veteran who knows which jokes are actually grief in uniform, and the family at home keeping a listening kind of sleep.Written with restraint, grit, and emotional precision, this collection honors the full world around the call: the station kitchen, the apparatus bay, the turnout rack, the child waving from a sidewalk, the spouse who hears sirens differently, the parent who checks the news before texting, the crew member who clears the scene but not the memory, and the empty space left by someone who should have come back.Whispers Behind Scorched Shields does not sensationalize fireground trauma or sentimentalize service. It looks carefully at what the work asks of the body, the mind, the family, and the soul. It holds both the gallows humor and the quiet damage, both the pride and the cost, both the call answered and the life interrupted.For firefighters, fire families, first responders, and the communities who only see the truck passing, this volume listens for what remains after the siren fades.The shield is scorched.The promise is not.…