The Cataracts

Poetry as Escher: shifting perspective, a landscape that doesn’t stand still, and questions that fold in on themselves.

Your souls, if you have them, depart without having spoken. They issue reels and loops of thread, filaments lengthened by longing, coming apart in the sky like the tails of a shower.

© 2018 Coffee House Press (كتاب إلكتروني): 9781566895071

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