At times philosophic, at others, playful but always original and surprising, this collection makes you want to sit at the same bench with your “back[s] to the sun, face to the breeze” and meet their words in the air. Where you can “talk to the trees,/they do not care if they are famous poets/Their poems are hidden inside their bark.” Surely Frausto and Pero’s words linger there as counterpoint to the resident sparrows, the sage and great pines who watch as the world changes from day to night and season to season. ~ Lois P. Jones, poetry editor, Kyoto Journal.
