The Bullets Had His Face in the Dove of His Blood by Paul Lobo Portugés

Paul Lobo Portugés’ poetry, honed & refined over the years, is a repository of voices, in the tradition of Whitman’s calling into presence the many voices of those not positioned or able to speak for themselves.  He does this in different ways, but always with with great power, condensing what must be said into small, compact lines, sharp & piercing sighs & outcries, as memorable as any real poetry must be, carrying the empathy along & allowing us to come at it anew.  It is, to my mind, a fine display of what poetry can still be good for & how well, in the hands of a master poet, it continues to inform us.

–Jerome Rothenberg

A book of succinct almost epigrammatic brilliancies of poems combined with full-blown blasts of rage and insight that affirm Paul Lobo Portugés‘ voice of social and political excellence.

–Jack Hirschman, Emeritus Poet Laureate of San Francisco

The Bullets Had His Face In the Dove of His Mind is a scroll of love, painted with stars, pebbles and raindrops; a tapestry of vertical haikus woven into the finest wool; a crown jewel, a simple delight…a book to be held, for a long time.

–Wang Ping