War poems from a coupla folks who know war, and poetry, first hand. Richman's war takes place in Iraq, and draws us into the interment of Iraqi soldiers being buried alive, while Shields talks about the distancing of killers from their victims through modern warfare techniques. These words crawl into you, and leave you shaking, scared, and pissed off. The realities of slaughter on these scales makes you wonder if hope will ever be an option again.--Oberc
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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