A book of loss, looking back, and what binds us to life, by a towering poetic talent, called one of the poetry stars of his generation (Los Angeles Times). We sleep long, / if not sound, Kevin Young writes early on in this exquisite gathering of poems, Till the end/ we sing / into the wind. In scenes and settings that circle family and the generations in the American South--one poem, Kith, exploring that strange bedfellow...
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