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The Thicket opens into intimate encounters with the more-than-human worldârivers, birds, stonesâand with a "you" that is not a person, necessarily, but also not not a person: maybe God, maybe an aspect of the self, maybe neither or both. Often speaking of/to the small or overlooked (weeds by a roadside, an abandoned silo), the poems orient themselves toward edges, transitional spaces like the one where fields shift into woods. Where does one body stop? The Thicket takes an interest in becoming, one thing flowing into something else. Excerpt from "At Cape Henlopen" All night wind insists in the trees, its unsteady hushfunneling us down into sleep under the tendershelter the oaks, even leafless, makeâall nighttheir trunks creak and sigh and speak. Speak to me âI think the word protect until its edgesdissolve, inside the tent that wraps uslike another, thinner skin, rocked and chastenedby the wind that doesn't cease...
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Table of contents
- Cover Page
- Title Page
- Copyright Page
- Dedication
- Contents
- I.
- II.
- III.
- Notes
- Acknowledgments