This is it. The book I have been writing for the last twenty three years. The one with the nearly twenty year gap in the middle. There are poems in here that began on paper when I was a child and a few that spilled out while hauling pigs across the Iowa landscape, Some were written while under my desk on a mountain in Vermont, a crown of them while at the Kafka Snob Cafe in Prague, and the rest here and there in Georgia. Geography is crisscrossed, a cats cradle game with map pins and string.
A couple weeks back Savannah Podcast came to Gravel Hill and interviewed me.
The interview is here: http://savannahpodcast.com/multimedia-archive/poet-finds-a-sense-of-belonging/
Orlando also did a write up in Connect Savannah:
And so it begins. Please consider pre-ordering my book, friends. It would mean the world to me.
Thank you, Danelle