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From the celebrated author of feeld comes a formally commanding third collection, dexterously recounting the survival of a period suffused with mourning.Jos Charles’s poems communicate with one another as neurons do: sharp, charged, in language that predates language. 'A scandal / three cartons red / in a hedge / in / each the thousand eye research of flies.' With acute lyricism, she documents how a person endures seemingly relentless devastation-California wildfires, despotic legislation, housing insecurity-amid illusions of safety. 'I wanted to believe,' Charles declares, 'a corner a print leaned to / a corner can save / a people.' Still the house falls apart. Death visits and lingers. Belief proves, again and again, that belief alone is not enough.Yet miraculously, one might still manage to seek-propelled by love, or hope, or sometimes only momentum-something better. There is a place where there are no futile longings, no persistent institutional threats to one’s life. Poems might take us there; tenderness, too, as long as we can manage to keep moving. 'A current / gives as much as it has,' writes Charles-despite fire, despite loss.
