Tether

Graceful and resonant new work by a lyric poet at the height of his skill.

"Like something broken of wing,
lying there.
Other than breathing''s rise, catch,

release,
a silence, as of some especially wounded
animal that, nevertheless, still

is conscious,
you can see
straight through the open

eye to where instinct falters because
for once it has come
divided"

--from "Chamber Music"

In the art of falconry, during ...