Learning about FireThe poems in this collection inhabit an intimate landscape of basement bathrooms and neighborhood pools, places where the familiar becomes strange: a house burns on an empty highway; Jesus has his portrait made by a hobbyist painter in a linoleum-tiled room. These poems search out the unseen that exists behind the known, not to erase it by naming it, but to grapple with its presence and power, its effect on all that we can know and see. Learning about Fire The sky ratcheted whole over us all one thing, cranked by some threw a book into the fire. then its green cover drained and open, the edges curling back but out of habit holding on thing swaying a little, Just as I began it could keep on like this, in- keep the fire going, someone The intention was enough-- didn't crumble: |