When You Can't Do Any More

The title poem of Barry Zarets exquisite new volume of poetry is maddeningly modest and full of unconscious irony. Purporting to describe a physicians feeling of helplessness toward the end of a patients life (Zaret is a renowned cardiologist) it actually reveals a human being of almost unimaginable warmth generosity and largeness of spirit a man who thinking he does little does it all. And so does the rest of this wonderful collection which eloquently celebrates the authors devotion to his Jewish heritage mourns the loss of patients dear friends and a beloved wife and celebrates the dawning of new love and renewed hope. All this is rendered in language of simple and lyrical beauty. In Anthem for example he is thankful for my rivers/still flowing; /for the years / still coming; for my sea / still filling... And so happily are we. -Victor Altshul author of Singing with Starlings and Ode to My Autumn