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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
"In Barbara Parchim's keenly observed poems, trees, birds, humans, and octopi are neighbors, friends, and confidantes. But far from anthropomorphizing, this is a book of conversations with the living: robins feasting on a too-brief crop of berries, a tree with a dangerous limb hanging over a street, a doctor-turned-potter finding new ways to view the body. Whether she's walking us through a pet cemetery quietly returning to the forest or the animals of Chernobyl inhabiting the ruins of human folly, Parchim moves us from celebration to elegy with a startling depth of knowledge-and a love for what we're losing and what we still have."
-Amy Miller, author of Astronauts and The Trouble with New England Girls
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
"In Barbara Parchim's keenly observed poems, trees, birds, humans, and octopi are neighbors, friends, and confidantes. But far from anthropomorphizing, this is a book of conversations with the living: robins feasting on a too-brief crop of berries, a tree with a dangerous limb hanging over a street, a doctor-turned-potter finding new ways to view the body. Whether she's walking us through a pet cemetery quietly returning to the forest or the animals of Chernobyl inhabiting the ruins of human folly, Parchim moves us from celebration to elegy with a startling depth of knowledge-and a love for what we're losing and what we still have."
-Amy Miller, author of Astronauts and The Trouble with New England Girls