Eileen P. Kennedy’s monastic verse meanders through the wisps and phantoms of her memory with a music so tranquil, so gentle, so pastoral, that one can’t help but reminisce on their own life after reading it.
A Paddle into Childhood
Dispatches and Selections from Independent Publications
Eileen P. Kennedy’s monastic verse meanders through the wisps and phantoms of her memory with a music so tranquil, so gentle, so pastoral, that one can’t help but reminisce on their own life after reading it.
