Basically, I got as old as I could. // Now I am myself as I always was, / disguised as myself as I have
In Altamira, Don De Sautuola heard Look, Papa, oxen, and Neolithic bison thundered back into the world. What is given astonishes me: Himalayan blackberries
Reviewed by Erica Goss “Step upon the earth/as if it is melting.” So begins “Prime Meridian,” the title poem of Connie Post’s new collection.