Sarah Law
Together, the poems in this wonderful collection have a mission: they are searching-into heritage, at the present state of the world, and, with as much hope as dread, into the future. Like the sacramental water Diane Elayne Dees describes, these wise and moving poems will find a tributary to your mind and to your heart.
James Penha
It may be no coincidence that I felt an odd pressure in my heart...the physical organ itself...when I read through Diane Elayne Dees's Coronary Truth. As if the truth of our inevitable end was biologically manifesting itself inside me as I read through these poems. They truly come alive when we start to learn the stories of her past, the mother and grandmother who have left, the memories of a childhood that seems so distant amidst the presence of a life that is uncomfortably close to having been mostly lived. We see the futility of it all when a heart attack is juxtaposed with nature, going on, doing its thing with no care paid to the trauma. We see all of life, beginning to end, through the eyes of a poet and the nature she interacts with. Life is precious and finite. Let's never stop shaving and be cautious of the giant owl.
Rick Lupert
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