Barrow Street 2005 Prize Winner
“The man who shoots/at another man has forgotten/what the student who sits all day/is trying to remember.” Will someone please place this book on the steps of the White House? The poems of Stan Sanvel Rubin move with unobtrusive delicacy and deep grace through the mysteries of time and being. He’s a wise guide, rich with luminous beckonings, unflinching in the face of complexity. One feels more peaceful, reading these fine, compelling poems.
—Naomi Shihab Nye