Publisher's Synopsis
"Locked deep into the snows of anguish, every searing pain that sends screams from the depths of your bowels up through the startling doubts and stark surprise, like a flash and bolt of horrible thunder, erupting in a brutal birth, fighting its way into bright freedom, and in its passing, settling down upon a page, in order, in lines, is the fruit of being, the clear and settled end of creation."-From: Between the Candle and the Flame