'October Mourning' by Leslea Newman.
This is a fairly new book, a cycle of sixty-some poems composed around the beating and death of Matthew Shepard in October 1998. Newman allows the world that witnessed this event the chance to speak 'their' experience - hence, stars speak, as does the moon, the fence Shepard was tied to, the truck he was driven in, the road the truck travelled along.
I am nearing the halfway point of this journey and I have already wept two or three times. A stunning work of poetic imagination (or, perhaps, human sympathy/sensitivity).