Newman 1165.

Only 2 copies in Worldcat.

This slim chapbook of poems by a combat veteran printed on tan textured paper was written to heal the emotional wounds of the war borne by those who fought it. In an afterword addressed to a fellow veteran the poet calls his poems, "Cries of pain terror / not nice things--no roses." The poems bristle with angry humor as the GI persona is ordered about equally by a hypothetical Uncle Sam and by a Cam Rahn Bay mamasan cleaning the latrine while in use. Poems on the combat tour show woundings, deaths, bagging or burning bodies, destroying villages, instincts trained to the sensitivity of a jungle breeze, the nearly noiseless Vietcong equated to the imagined sound of jungle bamboo growing: "just the boo growin'... nothin' but the boo." -- Newman 522