Back from the edge, back to the breath, these poems bring the reader to as close to essential reality as the universe next door. Recollections from early childhood, from a lifetime of poems and experiences, all roost comfortably together as if ferns, flowers and trees comprise a harmony all their own. Deep in the Vermont and Missouri wilderness, these glowing poems echo the needs and wants of creativity and redemption from a self-described “obscure” poet.
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Daniel L. Smith, poet 