Deep in the woods, way down the well, in the darkest, dampest parts of story, Cooley spins out his web. Like the best and most magical of fairy tales, cold-press moon catches our anxieties and hopes, glimmers with mischief and mystery, and gloms on to something like truth. Romantic and irreverent, playful and profound, these poems work like spells to wake the vital heart.
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