![]() ![]() Three years on, and Mariani has published a new book of poems, All That Will Be New. As I boarded the train at Penn Station, that night, to return home, I did not know I was fleeing Manhattan only a few weeks before the city would shut down, along with the rest of the country and the world, as the corona virus pandemic descended. Soon after, I gave a lecture to the Catholic Artists Society, in New York, that further discussed Mariani’s work. ![]() I reviewed that volume when it first appeared. Much of it written in the aftermath of his recovery from a brain tumor, the volume radiated gratitude to our God for life, for his wife, and his grandchildren, a gratitude only deepened by the harsh, sometimes violent, childhood in Mineola, New York, from which Mariani had long ago escaped.
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