Buy “Not Normal Anymore” by Sean Lìonadh

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“His elegant style holds the book together perfectly. An exquisite work of art, honest and groundbreaking.”
– Nikita Gill, Bestselling Author

A debut poetry book from award winning poet Sean Lìonadh, published by Speculative Books, including viral poem Time for Love, Ted talk ‘Three stages of gay shame and what they can teach us all’, and many more.

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Innocence never goes quietly.

Sean Lionadh’s poem, Time for Love, was published online as a short film in 2018. Inspired by a homophobic encounter, the poem has since reached sixteen million people, pissed off an Archbishop, and inspired a growing movement called the Time for Love Project in America – one line even made its way onto a strangers ankle in tattoo form.

The poem sits as part of this debut collection, alongside the TedX talk it inspired, and other poems that explore how innocence is abused, lost, grieved, and remembered in a world at war with what makes us who we really are.

“There’s meaning to each and everything he says and does, playing skillfully and powerfully with his words, dancing between poems such as ‘Safe Middle Class’ and ‘Gay Club'”
– The Glasgow Guardian
“There is such finesse to how he crafts his poems, easing words into their intricate positions, creating such complexity of thought from the simplest of images.”
– Cultured Vultures

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7 thoughts on “Buy “Not Normal Anymore” by Sean Lìonadh

  1. Fia Alner says:

    Simply stunning. Lionadh is a poetical force to be reckoned with. He shows so much insight and wisdom for someone of only 21 years. The book includes the poem Time for Love which had a powerful impact globally. His poems stay with you long after you have read them and each time you do, you see something you didn’t the first time round. A natural born poet with his own distinct style.

  2. Brenda Auterson says:

    Hi Sean, your book dropped through my letterbox this morning, well done Royal Mail!
    I really enjoyed it – you have a way with words. And your writing is making me think.
    And chuckle.
    Sin Bingo: Okay, Calumny I can accept as a sin perhaps needing to be confessed,
    but ‘reckless driving’?
    Enjoy your book launch and thanks for writing your book!

  3. Junior Cross says:

    Dear Sean!

    First I want to thank you for the 20th Night! Was beautiful. We enjoyed so much! The people, the artists, you the music, all there listening respectfully words, sharing laughs, anger, emotion, passion, love.
    We were very happy of having the chance of live such a night.
    And yesterday I received my book! Last time I expected a book with anxious I had 23 years old I guess hahaha. And having it in my hands, and the smell! I love the smell of new books. And I opened and the illustrations! Oh my Zeus! All books should have illustrations! And they are amazing. And I start read the first four poems. And cry. And wait Andres. And he cry too. And we start talk about what the things that your words wake in us. And then we decided to read one poem each day and talk. I guess you would like to know that. Hahaha.
    Well thank you, really thank you, your book it’s wonderfull. Thank you for always give everything. Thank you for not being normal anymore. In this cruel world being normal is to be insane.
    We are proudly not normal anymore <3

  4. Harvey Day says:

    Not Normal Anymore is charming, funny and deeply personal. It reminded me of reading Carol Ann Duffy.

    When I read Down The Underground, it was like I could hear the noises of the city. It’s also an engaging exploration of sex, sexuality and identity.

    It’s a sparkling book of poetry and I’ll recommend it to everyone.

  5. says:

    I remain fairly ambivalent on the use of images with poetry. William Blake did this impeccably, for now every time I read The Sick Rose, my mind conjures the artwork that comes with it – the twisted and corrupt image of a bed of roses. On the other end of the spectrum you have insta-poets, with images to accompany their poetry, since they are posting on such a visual medium like Instagram. I swear I am not trying to be a lit snob, but my main gripe with these pieces is that the images or sketches don’t really add anything to the words they accompany – merely there for some aesthetic, symmetrically pleasing purpose.

    This isn’t the case for Sean Lìonadh’s poetry, where the images add another layer to the existing ones that exist in his words. Placement is also intentional, where after reading “House Of Prayer” I casually flip the page to receive an image of the sin bingo the persona and his best friend played while sitting in church, with boxes marked to indicate the sin committed. It is a striking thing to behold, with some crosses bigger than others, and one particular box holding more markings than the rest – suddenly the message of the poem becomes startlingly clear.

    The collection is split into four parts – Losing, Lost, Finding, Found. In a lot of modern collections, the poems usually don’t reflect their thematic guides, haphazardly thrown together without any reflection of structure. Lìonadh’s collection is different, and I know I am starting to sound like a broken record, but it is so refreshing to see a collection put together with thought and purpose. The Lost segment begins with a poem about a lost child before arriving at the observation of the careless and callous treatment the child receives from humanity. The fact that the child was taken and no one was vigilant enough to notice, the lament that the child’s disappearance devolves into sensationalism and mere social media platitudes that mean nothing. Lìonadh forces us to contemplate what we have become as a society, to chart what has been lost.

    There is such finesse to how he crafts his poems, easing words into their intricate positions, creating such complexity of thought from the simplest of images. In his poem “Signs”, the persona laments the need to ascribe meaning to everything – a human compulsion. The use of parenthesis reflecting the secret thoughts we keep to ourselves in our reading of signs. He then brings all these signs together in the last stanza to conclude that it all means nothing, that signs are merely the outcome of actions and choices, and sometimes even mere coincidence.

    While I prefer the earlier segments of Lost and Losing, this is mainly because pain and brokenness requires more complexity in its construction and hums with a poignant intensity. The happiness of being found is simpler in comparison, with poems such as “Phone call”, a poem of merely two lines that establishes the absence of happiness in the persona’s life, so much so that even his mother cannot identify it when it is attached to his person.

    We begin the collection with loss and hopelessness, wondering if the persona will ever find his way out of the darkness. The answer isn’t as clear cut as one might desire, for there is “teaching” that still needs to take place, but there is satisfaction in knowing “the light still hums along from the lamp”.

  6. Ben Banks says:

    The themes explored in this beautiful book are fraught with childhood anxiety and worries. They are stories I hear every day from the children we work with at Barnardo’s, and they are so succinctly put; delicately tragic.

    The distance between the love needed and wanted of a parent, and that given.

    The desperate need to break free from the darkness of paternal alcoholism and look out to the light of freedom and gaiety, but the light burning the eyes of the lad,scared to leave.

    The child who goes missing and the tear-stained cheeks of the people searching for them, blue with sadness; the poem’s tone purple with remorse.

    A scared child’s confidence shattered and a broken home are themes that run through. Nicely dovetailing with the author’s own exploration of their emerging identity and the lack of a strong family foundation upon which to build it, with his homosexuality being one of many facets explored, not the overriding one.

    At times the book is funny – there is light relief throughout – but at others I gasped as sudden sadness struck – as stories ended and I was left holding a mirror up to my own life experiences.

    A strong debut from this talented author – his voice evident throughout, I look forward to hearing more from Sean Lìonadh.

  7. John Ivett (International School of Lausanne) says:

    This book should come with a warning: don’t read these poems if you don’t want the ground to shift under your feet or your heart to catch in your throat. We were lucky to have Sean as poet in residence in our school. For three days, he inspired our students and showed them the power of words to change and refocus the lens through which we view the world and our place in it. My students are still asking me, “When is Sean coming back?” Soon, I hope; this book is just a powerful prelude.


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