Subtitled, "The Anaprocrustean Poetry Journal of Enumclaw." Twenty-eight poems on subjects ranging from cabin fever "These hills know nothing of time" to a communal sauna "...bareback across a lonely field/ and dared the stars to climb down and mount her," to UFOs "...prototypes/ for a brand-new/ species..." to Sisyphus "The ground slides under my foot." This issue evokes mysteries and thoughts about the human experience, the contrasts, the coherence, or lack of, while spilling out surprising observations and truths. It's vibrant & diverse, humorous & balanced.--R.R. Lee Etzwiler
This review originally appeared in TapRoot Reviews #5,
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