Author Description

Praise for: fair winds Joy McCall is a dryad-undine poet. The fair winds bringing the sailor home, bring us to the whales singing to each other. Her soul overviews the world from the mountaintop to find a white-tailed doe. Human beings and creatures are always equal here. Is this the poet’s utopia? …You will see her worry about the earth, suffering from the great burden of human beings. The poet herself also is weary from the burdens in her life. And yet she keeps her daily life with a cup of cocoa or by composing poems. Joy is brave. The poet reads again The Giving Tree. She wishes humanity could be like the trees, implying that it is the whole earth that is like this tree. While Alaskan tundra is melting, Siberian tundra listens to the roar of guns. What can we do? Toss poppy seeds over the ground, or read this book by the fire… —Yukiko Kawakami an editor of International Tanka For the brief sojourn that is a human life, Earth’s wild voices sing in harmony. Bidding us to lay our heavy burdens down, master tanka poet Joy McCall boils a kettle and invites us to sit quietly beside her and listen. “Where is the healer...?” She is right here. — Autumn Noelle Hall, editor of The Tanka Studio, Ribbons