J. Ackson Jr.

Overwhelmed by beauty, coping with its loss… …then ultimately, hope. J. Ackson's collection is a hushed voice from the darkened corner of anyone's mind. His poems are the whispers of a voyager returning from a journey to a netherworld populated by bulldozers, yuppies and angels—only to realize the traveler had been stationary all along, and merely staring at his own reflection. What begins with deceptively quiet language builds to a metaphysical roar. A Leaf Falls Skyward chronicles the pangs of …