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<p>Description</p><p>I want a poem like thick tropical rain.</p><p>Dense green spatter of syllables, </p><p>Drumbeat consonants, fertile with meaning.</p><p>Sudden. Short. Unforgettable.</p><p>Afterwards, jungle silence.</p><p>I want a poem like a Russian circus;</p><p>You should know it has been trained.</p><p>No ordinary everyday poem could leap like that, </p><p>No quotidian poem could shimmer, spangle, exult like that...</p><p>Wondering poems, wise poems. Fierce poems and playful poems. Poems</p><p>about everyday things and uncommon things. Poems of isolation and</p><p>fellowship; about loving and leaving, finding and losing and finding again.</p><p>Jerry Pinto's second collection of poetry sparkles and soothes; in words</p><p>that always ring true, it shows us what it means to be human, and how to be</p><p>human. In his verse, as in his prose, Pinto is a writer to come home to.</p><p><br></p><p><br>