"Where are Your Birth Scars", Eve demands of God, the creator. This was the first line that caught my eye, on opening the book. I bought it instantly. Deena writes sensual nature/ocean/lunar sexual metaphor poetry. "Life!" she exclaims, "Life!", rejoicing in the sexual juices, semen, menstrual blood, their implications of fertility, feeling the frustration of communicating that closeness of LIFE to her mate.Deena describes her book as progressing from hopelessness to hope, to finding, at the end, a... more info
