scott mallory

I have always believed the main element of poetry was to help the reader Feel something. Good, bad, happy sad, but always something. Humanity throughout its existence has struggled with their neighbors over the greatest to the pettiest things.  This work shows the reader these things. From A Native Briton fighting to keep Christianity alive in Powys. to the kid just trying to survive this afternoon.
This book  is an open window. Will you look through?From the rattle of spears 50, 000 years ago, to the rattle of machineguns this afternoon, people are, and will remain, people.