Poetry. "'It's still dark / Then, a door,' begins Julie Carr's beautiful Think Tank. We are invited to step through it, into a space both interstitial and marked, always, with the parts that don't adhere: 'streaks of water between panes of glass,' 'shores... [like] garnets, as vital as they are coarse,' a '[p]inching and elliptical grammar... slightly tipped at the horizon.' This is where pleasure lies in its tilted reality and luminous curiosity...
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