Feather Rousing

In this “ hybridiary” of historical fiction and personal memoir, we peer inside baby incubators at Coney Island, waiting for childhood to take wing. We overhear the dying dreams of the Imperial Romanov family, and we fret the simple act of watching a child walk to class. Hope is a bright and constant thread: a tornado cuts a tender swath; a lady bides time inside a tiger’ s claws; teenagers preen on screens during pandemic lockdown. Rescues are fumbled but perpetually launched— and love is ...