It is the age-old paradox that drives the pilgrim in search of the ultimate questions of what it means to Be…

  The circle is the symbol of eternity, that which never ends;

So, what is left when the circle is broken? How do we begin

To mend the broken circle?  For the sacred must be mended;

The circle must be whole and unending

World without end

How do we begin to mend the broken circle

            Before the breakdown

                                    Into dust

                                    --Confessions of the Last Man

Whoever you are,

Wherever you are here and now,

In whatever time and place you are fixed in this moment

Or in that moment, you will be here or there more briefly

Than you know; all passes, like dew beneath summer sun,

All passes into nothing.

Who you are and who you think you are

Will be lost to you and with you.

                                                   --Supplication to Morpheus

"How many ways can a circle be broken?  How can art weave a new one?  In a poetry at once hard-edged and ethereal Patrick Wallace challenges the post-modern." Dr. David Breeden--Chairman of the English Department, Schriener College in Kerrville, Texas, and published author of seven books of poetry, three novels, and a translation of Beowulf.