Reviewed by Basia Wilson In crafting a poem, any good poet knows to consider the myriad ways a reader may approach their work. Take,
Eager for conversation, standing near a tarp-covered shopping cart, she asks a gentleman traveler: Do you have an ocean? Is she wondering whether he
For these few hours our captain is John, or some such name—drowsy—I forget… None of us know him. Below us—riding the waves so
Why take a plane when you can pump moisture up from the earth, your trunk a highway to the leaves? Or long for