Bruce Bond writes:
Joseph Fasano’s stunning second collection of poems, Inheritance, offers us poem after poem of fierce beauty and visionary power, work whose subtext is always the vigilance of a restless dialectic, a kind of music that listens, that longs to transfigure suffering without violating its factual heartbreak. The counterpoint here would pitch testament against silence in a great bold fugue where loss connects, shame forgives, bitterness kneels—all as testament to the enormity of who we were, are, and are not yet. ‘I’ve learned this much from winter,’ he writes, ‘If you refuse / music music will be given to you.’ And what music indeed, what gifts. With just his second book, Joseph Fasano is one of the best poets I know.