Poetry. "Poetry, geography, ornithology, and history. Daniel Bouchard is the captain of them all. Here is a poet who has found his place in the topography of a sprawling world. His navigations are a pleasure to behold"-- Lisa Jarnot. "You can tell the birds know/ someone is listening/ even if we don't know/ whether they believe/ the sound is understood"-from the text. With his new collection, THE FILAMENTS, Bouchard speaks to the world once again in his insightful and wise voice, knowing, like the songbird, that the world is listening.
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