Warrior calling,
Trumphets the blood
Bardic confessions
Unleashing the flood of Memories
loosened from centuries sleep:
Hold fast the gate---Make for the keep!
But why have they slumbered in this civilized world-
Why have they hid in the shadows-
Has do unto others, and
men are all brothers.
Reduced all warhawks to sparrows?
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).