"I found that we may have some similarities in our backgrounds and why we write poetry. It's cathartic and therapeutic for you and your writings offers the reader the same opportunity for catharsis and therapy. I love the format of highlighting the first line and the syncopated style. The poems focus on homey, relatable topics that allows the reader to visualize the moment. You appear to appreciate the moments, the singular "epiphanies" of life. It is truly a fantastic collection."
-Russ Haddad, Author of Growth and Pieces of Mind
"Joe's words are innovative - buzzing with improvisational nostalgic imagery, much like jazz music itself. His words pulstate and pop, captivating the reader's mind and attention. Packed with wisdom, wit, and humor these poems are a delight from start to finish."
-Elena Stephenson, Author of Pink Door Series
"These poems are echoes of reality on a frequency that only Joe is attuned to catch and record. Joe has a way of capturing these echos of reality, be they familiar or abstract, in a way that perfectly encapsulates the spirit of the thing he'd set out to capture. I see in these poems Joe's lived reality being reflected back on him in a way that gives a narrative voice to that little person who lives on your shoulder and watches your life alongside you.
-Jon Sweetwood, Las Vegas-based Entrepreneur, Promoter, Musician & Creative
"Joe Dimino's jazz-inflected, spare observations reveal a world of lost grocery lists, blaring amusement parks, discarded furniture, and the rare precious communication on a post-it note or a mailed index card, where ordinary people wait "in patient unison/for one/extraordinary duck or goose/to break away." This writer steps out of that unison to "dream of collecting" and voice the stray hopes and dreams that may keep us going."
-Lisa B, Author of God in Her Ruffled Dress
"Joe Dimino is a poet who gives us riffs bright, kindly and thoughtful. He looks and listens for those singing on their instruments. He write about several pleasures: Jazz veterans; Jazz custodians; his son's ever-fanciful language on Post-It notes. He delights in a 'little pig / wagging its tiny tail / like mad / and eating everything [ ... ]'. He sees from his home the 'white-throated sparrow that sends / out these little love notes [ ... ]', transporting his (Joe Dimino's) wife to 'another planet made / of / red / feathery / hearts.' He's a poet finding currents and snapshots of life in the eve