The Gods of Time Are Dead

The Gods of Time are dead and with them their histories. Stripped of artifice
I wear no other past than this: He was sending me away
singing my song into the fog casting my melody into the Lost Ocean
to become Someone. "Spend some quiet time with these pages. There is more wisdom wrapped in more beauty in them than you can find in a dozen volumes of erudite philosophy. Ada Pembroke writes with grace. Many poets do that. What distinguishes her is that she actually has something to say that can change how you look at your life."
- Steven Forrest, author of The Inner Sky "From the title itself through the final lingering line, this book is a fascinating and evocative narrative conveyed through poetry that retains the strange, haunting quality of the dreamworld from which its inspiration emanated."
- Sarah Kate Istra Winter, writer, artist and devotee