All Comments on 'Whenever the Dove Falls . . .'

There is such a knowledge of pain in your poetry. And not in a self pitying "Oh woah is me" way. You acknowldege it and accept it with a sense of humility. It would be most interesting to know what lies under the many layers that cover your centre.

. . . of the sensitive, feeling human being so compactly stated. "Too soft in the center" it hurt, piercingly . . .