Copies of my book arrived in the mail Thursday. Here’s the first review from a partial reviewer who know nothing about poetry, or so he claims, yet somehow manages to hit the nail on the head: “I love the way your wry and self-deprecatory humor comes through and the sense of seeing something deeper and more abiding behind ordinary things, ordinary situations. I like your respect for God, but the god of the title poem (“the force within me”), rather than the wish-granting ATM god that seems common in this part of the country. I love your innate respect for others coupled with your ability to see their foibles (reminds me of Sholom Aleichem).”
–David Cook, whose current job title is “Too Poor to Give Wal-Mart the Finger, But He Speaks Truth”