Hilton Obenzinger bears witness to a time like no other in recent memory. A virus that won't let go, the raging fires provoked by global warming, and the state terrorism that menaces with neo-fascist criminality and has taken the lives of so many unarmed black youths all combine to shape a period in which we cry out for justice and for peace. These poems tell it like it is. When this poet tells us that he had a dream in which he was walking through beautiful woods with Moses, and that he doesn't mean Charlton Heston but "more like the old graybeard Walt Whitman," we know where these poems are headed. Go with them. I promise you won't regret it.
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