“What I thought was an end turned out to be a middle. What I thought was a brick wall turned out to be a tunnel. What I thought was an injustice turned out to be a color of the sky.” EndsSkyMiddleColorWallInjusticeBricksTunnelsBrick Wall Author:Tony Hoagland
“Peter Hyland's poems are both elegantly wrought and meditatively wild. They testify to an original, restless intelligence. He can cast his imagination into a woman's dress, the mind of a grasshopper, or into the glass eyeballs of a buffalo head mounted on the wall of a home in suburban Texas to contemplate 'man's tireless ingenuity.'” MenMindHomeImaginationWallOriginalsDressesCastsGlassesTexasPeterContemplatingRestlessIngenuityBuffaloEyeballsGrasshoppers Author:Tony Hoagland
