Enigmatic is a collection about the things we carry and cannot say. Daragh Fleming writes from the raw middle of change, the space between an old life ending and a new one refusing to arrive. These poems move through loneliness, love, grief, and the search for meaning with unflinching honesty and dark, self-aware humour.
A man walks a dog down familiar roads that no longer feel like home. A voicemail goes unanswered. A father's advice echoes across a silent car ride. Fleming writes about the ache of estrangement, the strange comfort of routine, and the quiet, persistent hope that tomorrow might be different.
This is a book for anyone who has felt caught between who they were and who they're becoming, anyone who has searched for God in the ordinary, and anyone who understands that healing rarely looks like a straight line. Fleming's voice is intimate, wry, and deeply human, holding space for both despair and the stubborn will to keep going.
Enigmatic doesn't offer easy answers. It offers company.
