Fingernail Moon: A Coalcracker looks for Glassboro
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- ISBN8994720202
- EAN9798994720202
- Date de parution08/06/2026
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- ÉditeurPutting It on the Wind Press
Résumé
This is howwe come to knowone another:statue by statue;leaf by leaf;fragments of ourselves, gathered and assembledinto quiet initiationsof discovery. Many years ago, I traded the culm banks and Company houses of a small Northeastern Pennsylvania borough for the stockade fences and manicured lawns of a suburban vinyl village in Southern New Jersey. As time passed, I came to discover within myself a kind of spiritual homelessness.
These poems are the results of a year spent in quiet, attentive evening walks through the streets of our neighborhood-a reaching out to the Spirit of another place. and a deeply personal encounter with its rhythms, its hesitations, and its unexpected graces. In opening myself to its idiosyncrasies-and offering a few of my own in return-a subtle exchange unfolded: a conversation carried by intuition, silence, and mutual recognition.
What lives in these pages is not a recollection of what was, but a record of what becomes possible when we allow ourselves to welcome-and be welcomed in.
These poems are the results of a year spent in quiet, attentive evening walks through the streets of our neighborhood-a reaching out to the Spirit of another place. and a deeply personal encounter with its rhythms, its hesitations, and its unexpected graces. In opening myself to its idiosyncrasies-and offering a few of my own in return-a subtle exchange unfolded: a conversation carried by intuition, silence, and mutual recognition.
What lives in these pages is not a recollection of what was, but a record of what becomes possible when we allow ourselves to welcome-and be welcomed in.