A Dog Named Oney

In this collection of 22 distinctive and expressive poems, David Weber, artist and composer, shares reflections and powerful imagery on a long life and lasting love, still lively, tender and turbulent. He poses the big questions as "In a Blasphemous, Megalomaniacal Extrapolation,"when he asks, "Is time God's spray aimed at the Devil/ Which he managed to avert, but drenched/ Humanity instead?" He also addresses from many angles the richness and complexities of marriage in the title poem, when he challenges, "Go on, give up the hound./The bark of my lust/ Stands on all fours./Don't look away,/News underfoot is for mud and pups./I'm the man who sings through his pores." A World War II veteran, Weber notes that, "It was only after retirement in 1987 as a teacher of fine art that the urge to crystallize aspects of giving in verbal language dawned and, I hope, blossomed."