Wrestling with the mind of war, at times shocking in its self-analysis, WAVE OF BLOOD is a furious, strange and sincere essay, an eclipse notebook, a family chronicle, all told in the poetry of witness.
I don't understand the intensity
I've hidden here but I know I despaired
Of finding a physical place to keep
My tears. Now what. Seas that go turquoise
When you stop looking at them . . .
I don't understand the intensity
I've hidden here but I know I despaired
Of finding a physical place to keep
My tears. Now what. Seas that go turquoise
When you stop looking at them . . .
