Townend’s photography itself is a poem, coming in and out of focus, awash with shadow and life. A rumination of the sky, or a steeple piercing that sky; double exposures disguising mortality and single-use confetti cannons shot at a gender reveal. Each image is a documentation of impermanence, starting with the cover photo: a stigmata of light that opens bright like a wound. [...] If H.D.’s poems tend toward existential bleakness, then Townend’s photos pull us back from the brink. Skillfully skirting the sublime, his images lend the beauty to her poetry as they both quietly carry out the hit. From there, the hybrid haiku is born: Light Wounds is a most beautiful assassin.
—Barbara Purcell, in A Gathering of the Tribes

This is a multilayered and rewarding book, and highly recommended―especially for those who share a curiosity about the endless differences between what an image shows, and what it might express.

—Don Snyder, in Photomonitor