Beschreibung:
I opted to water the small treeby hand, at its base,so that relief would speedstraight to its roots.The poems in Stephanie de Montalk' s new collection engage with the world as if through a window – cloaked, distanced, and guided by the movements of the seasons, the weather, and always, trees. As de Montalk seeks a cure to the life-changing limitations of her physical self, she finds something close to solace in dreaming.These poems are always evocative, mysterious, reaching towards the possibility and hope of healing.
I opted to water the small treeby hand, at its base,so that relief would speedstraight to its roots.The poems in Stephanie de Montalk' s new collection engage with the world as if through a window – cloaked, distanced, and guided by the movements of the seasons, the weather, and always, trees. As de Montalk seeks a cure to the life-changing limitations of her physical self, she finds something close to solace in dreaming.These poems are always evocative, mysterious, reaching towards the possibility and hope of healing.