Description
This series of experimental poems, written in continuous prose-like paragraphs but with the rhythmic attentiveness of the finest verse, allows the ever-shifting present to emerge like various threads of a fabric in the making. Familiar word patterns transmute suddenly with an associative leap or syntactic twist or a play on sound, enacting the sense of the body in motion, the self seeking the other, or catching glimpses of the divine. A first book by Cheryl Pallant, who lives in Richmond, VA.
