" The enemy bomber grew larger in my sights & the rear gunner was sprayed by my guns just as he opened fire. The rest was
... When Edgar Freemantle moves to the remote island of Duma Key to escape his past, he doesn't expect to find much there.
Discusses about voices taking each other for granted, saying 'etc etc' & not listening, nevertheless turning out to duet. This title contains double- & multi-columned poems, where each column can be read in its own right (or left), & also read across the columns.