博客來He began writing after losing someone something that was meant to be his. Some losses do not leave quietly. They return as whispers, settling deep within, between silence and unfinished sentences. Writing became a way for him to listen to those whispers to give shape to what could not be spoken aloud and to survive memories that refused to fade.
This book is not a collection of poems.
It is a gathering of whispers emotions he could not escape, questions he could not answer, and feelings he could not carry alone.
