Title: Shouting from the housetops
Product review: After two years, I want to say The Poems of Rowan Williams has been undeniably a significant addition to my library. The centerpiece, so to speak, is "Crossings." But first, "Bach for the Cello" would reach any listener to Bach by touching truth. Just as "Jerusalem Limestone" speaks for this core location. "Woodwind:Kanuga in March" with its anguish and powerful ending, What do we know? tells us where this author is taking us--zero to the ace."Return Journey" placed as a prelude to "Crossings" brings us to what I consider love poetry that would rank with any at any time. It is given a gloss, a filter of art and kept personal, rightfully, yet put into a mode of truth, damped down but not diluted, that calls out as a lyric in recent memory, "I just happen to be the Jones boy and I happen to be in love" (for all time).
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