description: One long poem threaded with personal, evocative poetry constantly moving. A Zen journey. A journey of love. The Absence of Zen. Becoming Jewish. The Kaddish. Blessings. A very readable work of what was known before and what is known now. From "The world is a hard place": We look at our empty handsand feel shadows and shade,sky drying where water has bee,and are left with wind, know themonly by their absence. Water. Wind.-- Melissa Bell review in VISIONS-International 2001
title: Counting
titlecomplete: Counting
ratings_count: 7
publisher: Word Works