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      <image:caption>“In Riddle Field we are made witness to a miracle of the new millennium: America rising out of its actual soil, covered in flowers and malice, music and weaponry, into a body wholly new. These poems propose a spaciousness in what Shakespeare once called “the wide gap of time.” They refresh and reprimand us all at once.” —D o n a l d R e v e l l , author of The English Boat and Drought-Adapted Vine “Replete with lines that fuse unlike dimensions, relentlessly juxtaposing realms and ideas that create a new kind of knowing. Here, collage and stream of consciousness reveal the interconnectedness inherent in all things. Each line: a deep noticing that can only be chanced upon, relentless and sublime.” —S h e r w i n  B i t su i , author of Dissolve and Flood Song</image:caption>
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