Seasons Kira Wuck at once reenacts trauma and

at once reenacts trauma and narrates our historical death – how we have died and how we survive within this cyclical structure

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Private anxieties are inseparable from communal joys

The title poem argues that God was right to make us love cats (and then watch them die)

'Language is never static

Seasons Kira Wuck at once reenacts trauma andEtel Adnan Seasons is a series of prose poems concerning the seasons, but thats just a starting point. Keeping her attention at the constant intersection of the self with climate and environment, Adnan writes: To see is to think. The result is a kind of inner dialogue between the senses and the mind, ones skin and the world that blurs their boundaries. As the poet takes us into the nooks, crannies and abysses of her meditations, we encounter surrender