“The poem holds its ground, if you will permit me yet another extreme formulation, the poem holds its ground on its own margin… The poem is lonely. It is lonely and en route. Its author stays with it.”
My brilliant friend Andria Degens, the mastermind behind Pantaleimon, holding a copy of my chapbook, Thaw Compass. That little book has never felt better, basking in such a force-field of psychic energy.