Down the Plymouth Road

"Listen. Look. There is the Plymouth Road." In this collection of parables, prose poems, memoirs, skits, and skreeds, I'm speaking to you in the language I know, the language of fable and scripture, ritual and repetition. The overflowing excess of love and intimacy-and the ego's fear of being drowned, swallowed. I'm speaking to you in the language of sin. There is the Rabbi. There is Pilgrim. There is the Devil. They are walking down the Plymouth Road. Just waiting for you.