Bill Snyder writes lovely poems. They are subtly evocative, conveying feelings largely through meticulous descriptions of surroundings. The locale remains unnamed, a port town with a cathedral and steep hillsides where fishermen bring home octopi and women cook cabbage soup. Often the speaker is "we" though sometimes the other person barely appears. Yet even these are love poems, a sharing of experience. This is a moving and worthy collection. -Hunt...
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