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There is so much to love about this book—so redolent with surprise turning into thought refusing to be only thought, turning into image, refusal of the seeming transparency of image, refusing image in favor of reflection… and so much more imbricated, turning with, on, so much more. —Susan Gevirtz

a plank, a piece of gas.

what’s untoward to say.

what washed up in the garden.

what came to weather a grave.

a name.

let the box just make it a bed

the deer hides. a poem says

listen to me I am so tired.

& poetry?