Beginning where "The White Queen" (Woman With Crows) ends, in the loss of “memory, cleverness, concentration” and the hope of “light through the cracks,” this new book by poet Ruth Thompson explores aging, loss, and the “delamination” of the earth whose body she shares.“We are blown here out of sight of ourselves,” she writes, “staggering and dismayed.”Yet dissolution resolves in expansion, laughter, joy – ...Täielik kirjeldus
Beginning where "The White Queen" (Woman With Crows) ends, in the loss of “memory, cleverness, concentration” and the hope of “light through the cracks,” this new book by poet Ruth Thompson explores aging, loss, and the “delamination” of the earth whose body she shares.“We are blown here out of sight of ourselves,” she writes, “staggering and dismayed.”Yet dissolution resolves in expansion, laughter, joy – “seeing, in this dire wind, what there is to worship.”