Seventy

these are separate poems but also all really one poem a single breath no periods barely any punctuation at all yet it has a rhythm of breathing, has an andante meditative and celebratory movement, a “finally knowing what is there…everywhere all at once” truly an illumination, a clarity in this work written on the edge of life and fully living “the heart beats its sustaining winds” which like this long poem have no end nor a beginning, this is Tom’s life in these pages and it’s one of the best lives he’s written, which is saying very much indeed that this is a very great work John M. Bennett, Luna Bisonte Prods editor