The primary nature, the tangible and the conventional are transformed into a magical universe in search not of the transcendent, but of the deeply human, preserving the mystery and awe, proving that indeed one of the most strange qualities of poetry remains the ability to extract the great and the extraordinary from the everyday common.
These poems may have a hidden charm, but they also have something more: the sensitivity and passion of someone who strives to alleviate the wounds of people in order to make the art of sobbing.
