Brent Kininmont's first collection of poetry musters scenes from antiquity, a life in Japan, and a preoccupation with flight in its varied forms. Islands are stepping stones far below; plains are bused, hiked, cycled across. At any moment a colossus might appear. Throughout these beautifully voiced and distilled pages, loud and faint thuds can be detected.
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