Never-Ending Birds

Part map part travelogue part chronicle part autobiography Never-Ending Birds explores a variety of landscapes from Midwestern villages to the boroughs of big cities. Steeped in storydivorce loss raising a child uncovering old worlds and new lovesthese poems are gracefully lived in lived through with mystery and beauty. from Never-Ending Birds: Thats us pointing to the clouds. Those are clouds of birds now we see one whole cloud of birds. There we are pointing out the car windows. October. Gray-blue-white olio of birds. Never-ending birds you called the first time years we say it the three of us any two of us one of those just endearments. Apt clarities. Kiss on the lips of hope.