<p>Poems of moons that sail and elders spry; of critters that talk and bees that ask why; of lovelorn lovers and chess players wry; of brothers that laugh and daughters that cry; and that mystical maiden -- Lorelei. To top it off we look to the sky to galaxies and nuclei and once more the vagaries of fate we defy; and all as seen through the poet's eye... </p>