Do you ever finish a Book of poems? No.

Will I go back and read these poems in a year’s time and re-read this review? Yes.

Lines that are particularly memorable right now.

From Toads Revisited:

Nowhere to go but indoors
No friends but empty chairs

From Ignorance:

Strange to know nothing, never to be sure
Of what is true or right or real,
But forced to qualify or so I feel,
Or Well, it does seem so:
Someone must know.

What will the choices be next year? They’ll be different that’s all I know.

Julian Worker is a writer of travel books, mystery stories, and fictional lists. His work can be seen here.