The poems herein were created from my experiences in life, dreams, automatic writing, divine inspiration, and about and to several friends. For instance “Raw Gypsy Blues “came from when I lost three relatives and a fiancée’ over a period of four months and I couldn’t handle any more death and there were many more in a period of six years. I had relatives possessing animosity toward me because I could not attend all the funerals. Mourning really is a private thing; I handled in my own spiritual way. But on the other hand, many of them are about the love I have for certain ladies and friends, some I have never met, some I hope to meet. They all know which ones are theirs and theirs alone. For all the teachers I sought out and the ones who found me to help me keep what little sanity I have, and to teach me to see the Light that I so procrastinate in seeing. “Ode to Divine Inspiration” and “Tears of a Gypsy” is about my incarnation of this lifetime.” Tears of a Gypsy” is also the title of my autobiography I have yet to complete for publication. Yes, I do know that many are obscure in content but c’est la vie, and I hope that this does not distract the reader from enjoying or even criticizing of which I handle very well. Cover design and with many thanks and love by Penelope Nash

The poems herein were created from my experiences in life, dreams, automatic writing, divine inspiration, and about and to several friends. For instance "Raw Gypsy Blues "came from when I lost three relatives and a fiancée' over a period of four months and I couldn't handle any more death and there were many more in a period of six years. I had relatives possessing animosity toward me because I could not attend all the funerals. Mourning really is a private thing; I handled in my own spiritual way. But on the other hand, many of them are about the love I have for certain ladies and friends, some I have never met, some I hope to meet. They all know which ones are theirs and theirs alone. For all the teachers I sought out and the ones who found me to help me keep what little sanity I have, and to teach me to see the Light that I so procrastinate in seeing. "Ode to Divine Inspiration" and "Tears of a Gypsy" is about my incarnation of this lifetime." Tears of a Gypsy" is also the title of my autobiography I have yet to complete for publication. Yes, I do know that many are obscure in content but c'est la vie, and I hope that this does not distract the reader from enjoying or even criticizing of which I handle very well. Cover design and with many thanks and love by Penelope Nash

Coming in the wake of her vast and magnificent epic (The Iovis Trilogy: Colors in the Mechanism of Concealment), this volume brings Anne Waldman’s work into the more intimate, paradoxical folds of poetic (and prophetic) knowledge. This should not suggest that Voice's Daughter of a Heart Yet to Be Born is a book of small things; it is anything but. Juxtaposing lyric arcana, journalism, critical fragments, visions of mythic and mystic beings, narrative, polemics, and even ekphrasis, Waldman has created a work that is simultaneously jeremiad and psalm. It is, then, both fearful and celebratory, an epic of a ‘time before birth.’ Praise for Anne Waldman: "Waldman brings her wild, oracular voice to the environmental questions that currently bedevil us." —Booklist From "Citadels Thel Leaves Ringing": We got to Mars. We circle asteroids with a strange anticipation. We go interstellar. We like the sound of wormhole. Its magic. Thel without footprint, without trace, desiccated, desolate, nothing around, nugatory. Thel who talks with worm. Thel a figment in the mind of becoming-in-life, of potential, of not-becoming-yet in-mind, just got dreamed up, a proposal is Thel's gambit for one who would be cautious. Caution trumps curious.

In the late 1970s legendary pianist Bill Evans was at the peak of his career. He revolutionized the jazz trio (bass, piano, drums) by giving each part equal emphasis in what jazz historian Ted Gioia called a “telepathic level” of interplay. It was an ideal opportunity for a sideman, and after auditioning in 1978, Joe La Barbera was ecstatic when he was offered the drum chair, completing the trio with Evans and bassist Marc Johnson. In Times Remembered, La Barbera and co-author Charles Levin provide an intimate fly-on-the-wall peek into Evans’s life, critical recording sessions, and behind-the-scenes anecdotes of life on the road. Joe regales the trio’s magical connection, a group that quickly gelled to play music on the deepest and purest level imaginable. He also watches his dream gig disappear, a casualty of Evans’s historical drug abuse when the pianist dies in a New York hospital emergency room in 1980. But La Barbera tells this story with love and respect, free of judgment, showing Evans’s humanity and uncanny ability to transcend physical weakness and deliver first-rate performances at nearly every show.

Elegant, suggestive, and clarifying, Lewis Thomas's profoundly humane vision explores the world around us and examines the complex interdependence of all things. Extending beyond the usual limitations of biological science and into a vast and wondrous world of hidden relationships, this provocative book explores in personal, poetic essays to topics such as computers, germs, language, music, death, insects, and medicine. Lewis Thomas writes, "Once you have become permanently startled, as I am, by the realization that we are a social species, you tend to keep an eye out for the pieces of evidence that this is, by and large, good for us."

Based on a real scientific event and inspired by a beloved real human in the author's life, this is a story about science and the poetry of existence; about time and chance, genetics and gender, love and death, evolution and infinity -- concepts often too abstract for the human mind to fathom, often more accessible to the young imagination; concepts made fathomable in the concrete, finite life of one tiny, unusual creature dwelling in a pile of compost amid an English garden. Emerging from this singular life is a lyrical universal invitation not to mistake difference for defect and to welcome, across the accordion scales of time and space, diversity as the wellspring of the universe's beauty and resilience.

No. 1 Sunday Times bestselling author of Fourth Wing, Rebecca Yarros, sends readers on a nine-month cruise where everyone has to keep their head - and hearts - above water. __________________________________________ He only wants one girls heart, And it's the one he's already broken. He's Landon Rhodes. The snowboarding Renegade they call Nova. Sinfully gorgeous. Four-time X Games medallist. Full-time heartbreaker. They say a girl broke him once, and that's why he's so reckless, so careless with his conquests. But I'm that girl. They can call me his curse all they want. He and I both know the truth . . . He's the one who destroyed me, and I'm not the sucker who's going to let that happen again. *** Why do readers love the Renegades series? 'A fantastic world of adventure in extreme sports, intrigue, steamy love, angst, and heart-wrenching family mystery' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Yarros definitely knows how to write a complete package of a book' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'An absolute must-read . . . you'll thank me later' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Pick this one up for a soaring, fast-paced ride that will leave you wishing there were more Renegades and yet completely happy and sated' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Rebecca Yarros once again doesn't fail the reader. This book kept me up all night' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'These Renegades are something special. They have this allure that I cannot resist' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'Rebecca owns my soul. I'm not sure how she's able to create the swooniest heroes time after time, but she totally does' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ 'A love story for the ages . . . it's the kind of book that makes you sit on the edge of your seat, curse the characters and then end crying' ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ ⭐ DON'T RISK MISSING OUT ON MORE RENEGADES ADVENTURES: WILDER NOVA REBEL