When the second eyelid drops and the veil is drawn back, and the seeing beyond Beyond begins, and the senses begin to sway and sing...this is the magic in the poetry of Gordon R. Menzies. Drawn from keen, lifelong observations of his fellow creatures and crafted with a unique, sensual touch directed more often than not towards the worship of the Divine Feminine embodied in all women, his words embrace the experience of living beyond the breath, beyond the tentative limits of touch we allow ourselves as we move through the world. Take up his generous glass, and drink deep...

Impactful lamentations and sensual soul song dug from an earthy, visceral existence and a pensive, youthful penury...these poems include some of the earliest works of the Canadian poet Gordon R. Menzies. As when a skin drum is struck repeatedly and the sound of it echoes through the world loud enough to feel it in your very bones, so too here is what resonates from a natural man of letters when life sends wave after wave of challenges and ambuscades on his intensely personal and winding road above the earth. He's found many things beneath the stones. Embrace the brooding mind of a wild...

The smoke from a breakfast fire drifting with morning mist along the still surface of a lake a dawn, the sudden splash of a fish on the silvered mirror beneath the sky...old whiskey, sweet pipe smoke, hot oatmeal and solitude... The work of Canadian poet Gordon R. Menzies resonates with these rustic images of refuge and contemplation. He has collected words from Woody End and the Greensward, the Bay of Nymphs and the Bay of Sleeping Muskies and patched them together for you with fishing line and feather on the Isle of Grimhold, his crucible and sanctuary. Fill your pipe and your glass, and...