Skyrocket Dive

Fred Poole's poetry does not rely on tricks to strike you right in the heart. But we have to meet him where he lives. He doesn't spare us, because he doesn't spare himself. He looks at his present state with clear eyes and reports on how he feels about it.

Age and infirmity have been slowly reducing his movement in the outside world, stealing away freedoms that he used to take for granted, as most of us do. His condition now keeps him stationary in a place that he didn't choose and where he'...