I marvel at how involved these poems are with the world at large-very little 'navel gazing' here. I'm always looking for lines in poems that leave me with freshness. Here are a few from Milton Jordan's collection: 'neighbors who kept our twisted systems turning;' 'late morning shadows lying like leaves;' 'the language of dirt;' 'A Grammar of Good Trouble.'-Margie McCreless Roe, Author of the collection Call and Response
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