Poems alive with the presence of the divine Other.
I find this work interesting, but more a promise than a delivery. It is good reading, but just a bit wordy, as though the poet refrained from striking the superfluous word. There are a number of very good lines ...
"I prepare a shout of pure longing..."
"lucid night,/ be loud for a moment."
"Conceal me, dark shroud of mystery..."
...that call surely to the muse and fill me with the sense of something waiting just beyond reach.
This is a poet that bears watching.
(review of free book)