DOCTOR OF THE WORLD

<p>If there is a center of gravity in this collection of prose poems it is a cancer diagnosis but looking outward there is the gravity that keeps the spheres from flying apart there is the gravity of our collective maladies there is the way we inflict injuries on ourselves and others. The poem Crickets says You're one of God's creatures yet the angels and imps outnumber you by a long shot. They're out there jumping in and out of your notice like quarks and anti-quarks. And who is Doctor who keeps the world in balance? It is exuberance not just of being alive but of the wonderousness of loons robins cats crickets and human creatures. There is never a right answer to how to negotiate this life but there is radiance everywhere in these poems to light the way.</p><p></p>