In her second collection of poems, Fleda Brown Jackson holds with a meditative rapture to the place she call home - home as family, the source of trouble and joy; home as the embellished stories of family; and home as a place called Central Lake. And when the poems move outward - to Stonehenge, Edinburgh, Kitty-Hawk, Roanoke, St. Pete Beach, and the Mississippi River - the past keeps resonating. At last, the voice that remembers becomes nothing but a riding, a hunger. If I were a swan, she imagines, "The world would move / ...

Do Not Peel the Birches 1993, Purdue University Press

ISBN-13: 9781557530400

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