 This book is an ode to middle age, to understanding without excusing the mistakes of forbears, to the dawning perception that the path of acquiescence, of having the edges rubbed off is inevitable. Borczon pays tribute to a strange kind of peace, the acceptance of the inevitable, the poetry of honest reflection, even if the view is through a liquor bottle or the haze of exhaustion from hard labor. He was a Good Father balances at the midpoint of life, where humans begin to put the pieces of the puzzle together and discover that living is merely precursor to dying, but some of us discover that the pieces are poetry. As Borczon says in Leave A Shadow I have this one thought If I wasn’t a poet I wouldn’t leave A shadow In this town The shadows that Borczon leaves in this book leave the reader with images of beauty found in the exhausted aftermath of trying to hard to chase the starlight and the rain, (from Good Night, Baby, Daddy’s Time Ain’t Long) I will leave you with this quote from The Place Where The Crow Went Blind, and then you should get the book for yourself: I found two black feathers Put one under my chin And drew the other across it Like a violin bow It played a silence In which I could hear The music of her love  Bio Julie Carpenter is the creator of the Sacred Chickens website. She is dedicated to telling stories and making sure that indie writers and publishers have a way to be heard. She uses narrative, her own and others’, to help interpret the world. She has a Master of Professional Writing from the University of Memphis, with an emphasis in Composition Theory. She wants to bend reality one story at a time. Julie’s work has appeared in Fiction on the Web and will be included The New Guard. She is currently working on a novel.
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