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    <![CDATA[A Night Without Armor : Poems]]>
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    <![CDATA[ <p> I've learned that not all poetry lends itself to music--some thoughts need to be sung only against the silence. These are softer and less tangible parts of ourselves that are so essential to peace, to open-heartedness, to unfolding the vision and the spiritual realm of our lives, to exposing our souls. <br/> -- Jewel from the Preface </p><p> Jewel has been writing poems and keeping journals since childhood. <em> A Night Without Armor,</em> her first collection of poetry, explores the fire of first love, the fading of passion, the giving of trust, the lessons of betrayal, and the healing of intimacy.</p><p> She delves into matters of the home, the comfort of family, the beauty of Alaska, and the dislocation of divorce. </p><p> And then there are the images of the road, the people, the bars, the planes, places exotic and mundane, loneliness and friendship. </p><p> Frank and honest, serious and suddenly playful, <em>A Night Without Armor</em> is a talented artist's intimate portrait of what makes us uniquely human. </p>]]>
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    <body><![CDATA[I read this when I was in high school, way in to poetry. I don't remember it too specifically, and I even think I may have been like &quot;wow, cool poetry&quot; back then, but mainly, probably because I felt like, &quot;Wow if she can get this stuff published I could totally publish my poetry too!&quot;...<a href="http://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2503907">more...</a>]]></body>
    
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