Sabbath Among the Ruins: New Poems

"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 Sabbath out of the ruins around her. I did not get this sense at all. Perhaps she has some other plot, under the poems. Like most poetry books, there are some gems here. Unlike most, there is little chaff. For more reviews by Bobbi, see: http://www.primenet.com/~bobbib/books