In the very essence of poetry there is something indecent: a thing brought forth which we didn't know we had in us, so we blink our eyes, as if a tiger had sprung out and stood in the light, lashing its tail.
Czeslaw Milosz
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What Thread?
(David Martinson–Meadowhawk Prize in Poetry,
Red Dragonfly Press, 2015)
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Nude in Winter
(Tupelo Press, 2006)
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Every Bird is One Bird
(Editor’s Prize, Tupelo Press, 2001)
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The White Bridge
(Poetry Harbor, 1999)
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