Poetry by Rowan Evans

Author’s Note

Sometimes the quiet person isn’t harmless.

Sometimes they’re just taking notes.

Literarily Speaking plays with the old assumption that silence means weakness—and then turns that assumption into a playground for metaphor, gothic imagery, and wordplay. The speaker doesn’t need fists, fury, or actual hatred to make an impact. A pen, a raven feather, a few rose petals, and a sufficiently sharp vocabulary will do just fine.

The mythology of Wish-A-Motherfucker Wood and the Fuck Around Valley is deliberately ridiculous, because this piece knows exactly what it is doing: dressing poetic confidence up like a threat before revealing that the real damage is entirely literary.

The point isn’t to hate harder.

It’s to write sharper.

Literarily speaking.

— Rowan Evans

Literarily Speaking
Poetry by Rowan Evans

They think because I’m quiet,
I’m an easy target—
so they talk a lot,
and they talk
like they forgot
where I stood,
bitch, I came up in the—
Wish-A-Motherfucker Wood.
Nestled in the Fuck Around valley,
come around here—you’ll Find Out.

So I pen my threats
in fresh crimson—
ink made from rose petals,
quill from raven feather—
that’s why I write the way I do—
because I know Unkindness well.
I know the world can be cruel,
but being full of hate isn’t cool—

and that’s why
I write the way I do—
I don’t need hate
to eviscerate you…

literarily speaking…

Journey into the Hexverse

[The Playground]
What happens when mythology stops being something to hide behind and becomes architecture for the imagination? The Playground (Language, Metaphors and More) explores Rowan Evans’s relationship with language, symbolism, metaphor, humor, and twenty-three years of turning the page into a place where anything can happen.

If you’re interested in more poetry, you can find it here → [The Library of Ashes]