“ We, writers & poets, have a big problem. We swim too deep inside life, also in shallow waters, and then we end touching the sand! Rossana Condoleo
“ The Throes of Poetry - Hymns formed from groans of acquaintance, its rhythm weaving between tranquility, compassions, and peril - like bare feet stomping on broken glass - bleeds, recoils, then steps… Traci Lea LaRussa
