Homecoming

These are poems that bring our eye and mind close to the beauty of nature in both its finest detail and in its grandeur. In “The Ocotillo Forest,” he writes: “The Ocotillo forest bides its time. It combs the lean light of dawn and dusk/choosing only the finest threads, thin as a melody line, upon which to weave its desert song.” This is an exquisite gallery from Mr. Onachila’s very capable pen.