The poems of Brace's Cove consider the seemingly random connections between the cosmos and our daily lives. As Featherstone see it, "we are as close to heaven / as it gets," and even "the Milky Way pouring down" is reflected in smaller ways so that we may witness its routine: "Waterlilies, filling with rain, / tipping, filling again." The greater foretells its microcosms, much as waves report momentum for a larger body when they break against a cove...
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