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Book SynopsisKillarney Clary's spare and lucid prose poems reduce the contemporary landscape to its essences and essentials, revealing the ways in which it is broken, unchartable, mysterious, and violent. Her language is unerring, her vision unique.
Table of ContentsI had a home in the hill • An old woman alone • Only the size of a hand • He will come to cause mischief • Clear of oak groves • A man with carnations • North over one of the bridges • I list in my mind • If I can, I’ll read birds • A lightless place beneath the city • Their boat was lost • A few steps, turns • I’ve had a number of rosy days • Stretched out • You or I • Mr. Dooms would meet us • I set the letter • What can anything stand for • I am annoyed • Restless before the canary • The attendant at the corner station • Last week we bought an ice cream • Maybe they’re all singing • I’m pulled east • A pretty woman • Comes from nowhere • Certainty presses in • The flag flaps • If I pause for an instant • I told her in case • The dog moves • She ordered a dress • We are loved • A lozenge of rusted light • In the morning, smoke • Beyond the flowered sheets • Tenderness • He gives me a name • I have done something • “Cicadas sizzle...” • I cushion • “You might tether possibilities...” • “Take my hand...” • Where light falls • An unlikely one • A future spins • A smooth, pretty stone • Tight and tense • They prepared with Sherpa porters • Of a heavy butterfly • The wild boy • They’ll keep me • Water echoes
