by Randall R. Freisinger
From the opening poem, Freisinger conducts an inquiry into the "fledging of souls" ... It is rare these days to find in American poetry any interest in metaphysics. But in Plato's Breath, even the Kirby man, a vacuum cleaner salesman, wrangles with big questions, though Freisinger is under no illusion that he can "trap the immensities of the moment" or infinity.
Shonda Terrill
Sky Bluethorne
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