This is a fact based captivating narrative about the life of a Mossad operative whose destiny has been decided for him through extraordinary circumstances. His world of subterfuge and deceit kept him from experiencing love, and his motive for living was revenge. David Parker searched for adventure in life, but instead he discovered that profound hatred ruled, and it became a threat to his very existence. As a young Christian from Seattle, he knew nothing about the Jews and Israel's fight for survival, but after he converted to Judaism he found himself battling an evil entity so malevolent and dedicated to the destruction of the young Jewish state, that he threw himself into his work in an endeavor to annihilate the enemy first. His mission as an assassin for the illustrious Mossad became his obsession and in the end he became a shell of his former self. A global consensus was that Radical Islam and their methods of terror had to be defeated for a free world to exist. This young man's dedication to that precise cause destroyed whatever sense of decency he had, and what could have been a promising life became a life of torment and regret.

Whether it's the big-hearted hooker, the henchman priest, the fate of poor Bobby Fischer, tripping with Tom O'Leary, or the last thoughts of a dying man, we are told their secrets by the only one who knows them all, The Storyteller. Yet what haunts the mind still lingers. What is his secret, or dare we ask? Well, here's what I think it is: I believe that each of the stories the aged one offers up contains one morsel of his mystery. When they are all ingested by the mind and the soul, they will reconstitute as one. It is truly a jigsaw puzzle of sorts in that, as each piece of the puzzle is examined, an image starts to form in mind. As each remaining piece is examined in turn and integrated into the whole, the secret starts to emerge. Many may, of course, challenge my assumptions, perceptions, or illusions, but I shall remain steadfast in my belief, albeit delusional. It's the best I've got and I'm sticking with it. So before you lay this splendid book down and we part company, I leave you with the words of the old tall taleteller himself, as he describes what can happen when we fail to recognize the truth before us. Perhaps that recognition is his secret. His voyage ended fruitless For he never found that sought He failed to let words point To where, in truth, they ought

In The Poetry of Disturbance, David Bergman argues that post-war poetry underwent a significant if subtle shift in emphasis, moving from the modernist concern with the poem as a visual text to one that was chiefly oral in nature. The resulting change was disturbing, especially for those brought up on the principles of high modernism. This new stress on orality implied a shift in the economy of the poem, away from the austerity of language advocated by Pound and Eliot to a style that conveyed freedom, expansiveness, and an innovative directness.