Apostrophes VIII: Nothing Is But You and I

The late sun falls slowly into the afternoon of your eyes, and there it pauses as one might pause to take a breath -from Lost

Nothing Is But You and I, the breathtaking final volume in the Apostrophes series, reveals poet E.D. Blodgett at his most accomplished. Lyrical grace meets exquisite technique as Blodgett fathoms intimacy, knowledge, and being. The poems allow us to listen to one side of an intimate conversation; yet despite this inward focus, the speaker looks up and out at a larger world, inviting us into contemplations of loss, time, memory, and the ineffable other.