“ Till, silentlywithout one peep, the angels come, their watch to keep.They'll hold you safe while dreaming deep. The pillow cool beneath your head,all star lit is your feather bed which glides the m… Dixie Dawn Miller Goode
“ A successful song comes to sing itself inside the listener. It is cellular and seismic, a wave coalescing in the mind and in the flesh. There is a message outside and a message inside, and those messa… Kevin Brockmeier
“ Therefore, she hummed the provincial lullaby she had learned from the officers’ children in the English Quarter of Jerusalem, and watched in fascination while the savage radical’s eyes misted over wit… V.S. Carnes
