“Too Many Voices, and yet, Not Enough!”
This poem opens with
“Have you felt / you had no voice? / Well, then, recall / an army of principles /
and Paine’s recourse, / the genius of the pen! / … in this vista of meter— / I drew my pen. / And, I began to write.”
Here, of course, is the poet’s hope for the traumatized—that the voiceless might be given voice. Compelling and stirring pieces that explore poetry’s healing abilities. "
- Kirkus Reviews