A Tide of a Hundred Mountains

Poetry. Geologic tides of mountains are too slow to perceive, their violent upheavals too sudden to grasp. But slow or fast, we stand powerless to change their course. Just so, the people in A TIDE OF A HUNDRED MOUNTAINS helplessly observe their own lives and others around them: poems about a boy making a snowball and an old man climbing a mountain frame the book, in between lovers, parents and children embrace and reject, men descend into war and madness...some silent, others too talky, all trying to comprehend the variable speeds of ordinariness and their own sad triumphs.