Publisher's Synopsis
...but poetry is a need. You have to write and splurge until your heart cracks and your fingers bleed; and you have to fight that controlling urge to bridle, and break, and tame. That's the first mistake. The second one is to over-read, and to get caught up in over-writing and rewriting. The words must be allowed to breathe, to lie idle upon the page; to live, grasping and fighting, and then to die, gasping and detached, before exiting, blameless and unchecked, never to be matched, from their makeshift game...
