The Waters of Marah

David Miller”s prose poems seem often to be meditations broken by details of actual encounter or event, these broken in turn by insistent memories. But each poem comes together in a conscious unity—a musical unity. All together, they sound a rich and coherent mind.” —Keith Waldrop. “Every time I open a book by David Miller I feel I am being let into a walled garden where all the dangers of the world thrive and strangers seek strangers; but the garden feels safe.” —Fanny Howe. “If ”experiences at the limit of what can be apprehended” be the working definition of ”sublime,” then Miller”s is and is not a sublime work, since it hovers within and beyond the limits of what can be apprehended.” –Norma Cole.