"through a blade of grass / I watch the weather...."
(Alice Oswald, Sea Sonnet)
Photo: Miranda Field. Delhi, NY. 2021
"Her poems embody a more-than-human intensity of presence, and she speaks of her writing as an ongoing “attempt to encounter something that’s not myself and that’s not like myself.” Rather than “nature poet,” I would call her a phenomenological poet..."
• Read the rest of the essay here, in Interim : For Nature Say Weather.
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