A fervor of uncertainty permeates the breath of life. Word. Just as a wheel spins, so too the cycle of life goes round. Poem. Like the hub of the wheel—one’s innermost self must remain constant. Power.
Psychologically attentive to all that happens next as an arbor of life, Marlene T. Hunter is combined and complex. Born to fragility but poised with assertion she nestles love in her explosive words.