An unusual specimen of a poetry publication due to its scatter of nude shots of its featured poets, Laura Ryder and Anna Leonessa. But the poems are enjoyable, too, and include some strong surrealistic ones by Chester Robertson (such as an elegy for John Lennon that begins, "Death is the whitest bone of noun...") and some equally strong but more straight-forward meditations by Geoffrey Lavelle, who also contributes some excellent prose pieces based on his travels in France and Rapallo, Italy (where Pound lived his final years, and which has a tiny park named after him).--Bob Grumman
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #3,
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