Travel. It’s how we learn. It’s how we survive. Whether we y,

sail, or trek, travel begs us to experience the planet through

the minds of its inhabitants via their art, their facility with

language or science or just plain living. Travel’s urge, then,

is based on the promise that we’re all one people, one very

alive being.

is is no garden variety travelogue in poetic form, nor an

essay on human limitations and promise. In this collection,

the poet digs deeply into human nature, surfacing with

anger, beauty, harshness, and humor. All are bers of the

cloth with which we adorn our Mother Earth. e hope is

that in remembering each of us will be drawn to take part

in re-membering the jigsaw bits of life on our sometimes

fractious planetary home.