this book is full of poems from a man at ease with the daily task, greasing the wheels with a dirty rag just to grease the wheels, an awakening of age itself, poems engaged with the sensibility of the seasons.The improvisations of life and the reliable/ever present necessity to do so. A nod to the recurring, the rise and fall we encounter throughout this constant revolution and Goulds usual slight humor revved up by the witness himself trudging through...
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