"This anti-elegy, both reverent and funny, anticipates the funny reverence that Wier finds, makes up, and sustains throughout her decades of subsequent writing."--Jacket Magazine Dara Wier's loose sonnets insist on a living language in the face of death, cycling and vibrant as the water that runs through them. . . . Assigned to
Adventure said the motto on our buttons. The last thing we knew
Before we left with our satchels...
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