In his seventh book of poetry, Brummels traverses lonesome pastures, gravel roads, divining trees, greedy cornfields, and a twisted, wasting country into the meat locker of hell and epiphany.
J. V. Brummels has lived a life of quiet anarchy--poet in a text-message world, horseback cattleman in the land of tall corn, teacher of writing and literature in an administrivial system, and a slam and small-press advocate in a CGI country. He lives beyond the third standard deviation from the mean with a canary escaped from a coalmine for company.
