In some ways, it's easiest to describe them as poems of "place" -- and in some ways they are. But they are so much more than that. They're really poems of places. They play and ponder and lament the inner geographies of our sorrows and the outer geographies in which we walk and work and grow up.
Much thanks to Joseph Ross, for reading and passing along his praises. It's amazing how one cherishes every bit of comment on these little architectures of words...
Keep up the good work.
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