From the vast expanse of the boreal forest, Vivian Demuth shows both an exquisite eye for detail and a profound concern for the larger environmental picture. Her lively poems show that, to an engaged observer with an accomplished literary imagination, the mountain forest is a complex, animated bio-community.
The generator won't start./ Werewolves crash the bush./ Drunk wind stumbles in the trees./ Hornets and flies want in, / sometimes I want out.