Many years ago, my grandmother brought back from the Woodstock library, "Zen In The Art Of Archery" by Eugen Herrigel. Miraculously, a book written by a stranger defined the road I wanted to travel. These poems are recent stops along the way--mostly in Hawaii, Maine, and India. Each is an effort to see more clearly, to share a local truth, to realize the freedom that arises from understanding. JMW