The Orchard Green and Every Color

In Zach Savich’s new collection, intent seeing makes the present more present. Here clarity is a quality not of logic, but of perception-not of description, but of the landscape itself. The mysteries of grief and joy, of daily desire and loss, resonate fleetingly, a bell struck delicately, struck again. Through his previous four volumes of poetry, Savich has embodied ways of seeing-ardent, fantastical, patient-and voiced the fugitive nature of perspective. In these new poems, language is a sense like any other and yet is everything that may be glimpsed and heard and briefly known.