If you like taut moments, touching scenes, and wings of sunlight, these tempered yet beautifully written poems are for you. In Morning to Remember Johnson takes a very ordinary Norman Rockwell-like slice of life memory and injects it with devastating future-knowledge. he describes the arrival and sing-song Halloo of a little boy outside his kitchen door, who
Holds up his ball and mitt--
ready to play catch--
the week before he drowned.
For more of my review of Choir of Day by Robert K. Johnson go here: http://dougholder.blogspot.com/2011/11/choir-of-day-new-and-selected-poems-by.html