The review in this issue is my second in the Notre Dame Review, where I also published three of my translations of Martial's epigrams (No. 21/Winter 2006). I have also published a chapbook of some of my Martial translations, Martial Artist (Toad Press, 2005). My poems have been nominated five times for a Pushcart Prize, and my tenth poetry collection will be The Art of Writing and Others (Finishing Line Press, 2007). Here is one of the poems it includes:

Death, Be Proud

Death, be proud as hell, for you are mighty

and dreadful, for you have the final trump.

When you call my bluff, I may think of some-

thing to delay showing my pair of treys,

but you’ll claim my stake inevitably.

Then I’ll get no new deal, no salvation;

for me there shall be no resurrection

even if I repent and mend my ways.

I am slave to fate, chance, muggers, drive-bys

and dwell with ebola and e-coli;

and drugs can only counterfeit your strength

and, like sleep, from them I’ll awake at length.

Once you knock me out, there’ll be no reprieve,

And I shall be no more: Death, you shall live.

I also write fiction. A short short called "Key-lock Anxietry" appears online at
http://www.samizdada.com/2007/04/09/key-lock-anxiety/.