Carnevale

About the Book

Gaudy lights, fancy objects, cheerful faces, and warm atmosphere indicate the festive mood of Carnevale, a sound so entertaining to the sense of audition. This very word gives you the acquiescence to cast off your reticence and inhibitions. It allows you to be reckless and to dive into your deepest and unseen desires. In this book of poetry, author Cassandra Faison invites you not to the revelry in New Orleans and to the gorgeous dancing in the streets of Brazil, nor to the alleyways of Venice, but to the shrouded mystery, intrigue and excitement in your own heart. Literally, Carnevale also denotes beautiful costumes, the vulgar attitudes, and the magnificent mayhem that leaves litters in the streets. After the merrymaking, life has to become real once more. Filled with wit and charm, this collection of profound poems depicts the atypical carnival. The Carnevale that Faison speaks of with such poems as, "Devil in a Red Fitted" and "Let Them Eat Cake," is the one that takes place in our hearts. “New Orleans, with all it´s libations and sensations, ceases to measure up to the jubilation incensed by video vixens and R&B moguls. Venice, in all it´s grandeur, is rather dull and lifeless compared to Juicy Couture and her glossed lips. Brazil fares no better when compared to streets lined by the ghettos.” Glowing with warmth, these poems are deep reflective insights that expressed every sin and emotion. They show us the real festivities that are being tossed around in our souls and telling us, that everyday is a new celebration bringing forth a new consequence. For Faison, this poetry collection is a toss to raising flesh and finally bidding it farewell—for the real Carnevale. Open your heart, discover the mystery and deception deep within, and celebrate with the excitement filling its every hollow through this wonderful collection.

About the Author

The poems written are a deep reflective insight into thoughts everyone shares. For some it’s just a thought, for others an action. Expressed is every sin, emotion. I wrote as the adulterous woman who, after having her sin realized, was condemned not by Jesus, but forgiven. Either we choose to cast stones at what we want to ignore or we can go and sin no more. I chose forgiveness as I pick up my pen and write again. For if by one stanza, you choose to take her place and find grace, all of this will have been worth it.