The Late Gold
–-This poem reflects on the first cool morning at summer’s edge, when reaching for a sweater becomes a small bodily recognition that…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on a sunburn line as a small bodily record of high summer, where pleasure, labor, and exposure leave their…
High Summer
–-This poem reflects on the bodily truth of high summer labor, where heat and work leave their mark as part of the…
High Summer
–-This poem opens Book II by entering the dense central heat of summer, where stillness, brightness, and bodily presence take on a…
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