NEW HOPE INTERNATIONAL REVIEW

Fortunately the poems within don't tempt a 'so what?' response that the title seems to invite. Occasionally, though, a good idea seems to run out of steam, eg in MAMMOGRAM WAITING ROOM:

	There is no one here whose breasts 
	have not been caressed 
	by a lover — and no one
	who is thinking
	of that moment now.

	The day after their daughter
	went on her high school trip to Poland
	there were three suicide bomb attempts,
	two children were killed and many maimed,
	and he turned to his wife and said,

	'Thank God she's safe in Auschswitz.'

	On days they had arranged to meet
	he would sometimes wake from a dream
	that he had been spread with honey
	and now could not escape the flies.
	For hours he would catch himself
	flicking away imaginary insects.