"Human physical traceries, voices, and stories haunt this book. The story of the soil alone gives these interwoven poems their essential reminders: we make our lives, if we are lucky, with perceptions that open us and are then folded, each into the next. Cycholl's vision is austere but vivid. Here is a world where roadmaps are alive; where ditches give birth to miniscule evolutions of the organic life-force; where golden birds' skyward passageways invite us to swift flight and blessed return"--Judith Vollmer.
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"Human physical traceries, voices, and stories haunt this book. The story of the soil alone gives these interwoven poems their essential reminders: we make our lives, if we are lucky, with perceptions that open us and are then folded, each into the next. Cycholl's vision is austere but vivid. Here is a world where roadmaps are alive; where ditches give birth to miniscule evolutions of the organic life-force; where golden birds' skyward passageways invite us to swift flight and blessed return"--Judith Vollmer.
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