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<p><span style=color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>In beautifully lyrical language Heather Swan evokes both the broken human world of self-inflicted damage (pesticides herbicides the noise of industry and ego) and the healing natural world of replenishment and repair (rock bird water animal plant air). If for Swan the human body is a desert drilled for petroleum a trout stream dying a splinter pulled from a tree it is also an astral body a celestial body a body of light. Whether lamenting the death of a beloved father or the loss of an endangered species; meditating speculatively on the post-apocalyptic thoughts of Noah's wife; riffing on the likes of Kermit the Frog Wile E. Coyote or Piglet and Winnie the Pooh; or simply delighting in the freshness and vividness of experience Swan illuminates the depths of our daily lives. For a reader gifted with such honest clear-eyed evocative and restorative poems as these there is Nothing left to say but/ thank you./ Thank you. </span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(13 14 14 1)> </span><span>-</span><span style=color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>Ron Wallace </span><em style=color: rgba(13 14 14 1)>For a Limited Time Only</em><span style=color: rgba(13 14 14 1)> </span><span> </span> </p>