Riding Thermals to Winter Grounds

Djelloul Marbrook

loneliness 

In Riding Thermals to Winter Grounds the poet, “a cleanup man” who has “settled in the Dachaus of the mind & learned to love the guards,” looks back, feels “invisibility coming on,” and prepares “to go home” ... “the fair means to Montauk grow out of my shoulder blades.”

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