Publisher's Synopsis
Lee Rossi's third book of poems sketches a life in shades of contradiction, futility and want. Interrogating the self as ruthlessly as the Grand Inquisitor, these poems enact rituals of disillusionment. The self, final refuge of beatniks and idealists, is discovered to be the quagmire the bodhisattvas warned us about. Rossi advises us to abandon hope - then welcome it when, yet again, life disappoints every expectation, even the most dire.--Plain View Press.