Used paperback in Very Good condition. Poetry. Ethan Paquin writes "Language is notorious." In his latest collection, language is as lush and textured as the mountains and oceans that are his subjects, and familiar natural landmarks are representational of memory so that mind and body become layers in this vast loam. Both political and emotional, with one foot planted firmly in the pastoral tradition and one testing the waters of a neo neo-Romanticism, this book's speaker leads us on a trail of memories where past, future, and present self-hood are conflated beyond recognition. Only through knowledge of the rough earth will he come to know the self: "carry me like a reed-basket of water over the pinions of landscapes / blasted by heat and then i will know where i belong."
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Tarpaulin I call my home this stormy world. Windswept tarn on the high ridge my ocean always gray no landfall in sight earth's dropped off. How do we rebuild before rains arrive, after starry romance is clouded over. Stray hair, eight aeons ago you held onto me. My shoulder. I saved you in a secret box, if only to remember I need forget you at all costs."
