David Goldschlag and Elizabeth Ziemba are at it again. This time they have assembled forty-one poems and three reviews--all by aspiring poets from across the country. New kids on the block, like Carol Davis: "Your hometown spilled on to me/ like the spray which coated our faces..." radiate intuitive heat in bold imagistic strokes. "His mother back home/ prays for his soul, /but when he returns/ she doesn't recognize him/ for he has grown old/ and speaks only in poems."--R.R. Lee Etzwiler
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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