Animals Are Shouting Down From the Sky: poems

Talmud is busy telling me how to make a wine sack

out of a beaver's stomach lining. Out the window

the redwood's gone. It's started to rain, maybe Adderall

in the drops, ocean is calmed down.

"Often heart-stopping, these poems abound in images uniquely unfamiliar. Not intended for the casual reader, they capture the violation of nature, free speech silenced, humanity flattened, families - and friends - failing as they often do. Yet above all, the poems are profoundly nourishing. How can that be...