One finishes a poem feeling as though they have taken part in a singular event that can be returned and mined again and again without exhausting the kernel of mystery around which each poem swirls. --BOMB

Cedar Sigo's fourth collection restlessly enacts the pleasures of writing. With a mix of condensed, syllabic poems and longer serial pieces, and with many poems addressed to other poets, Sigo explores the romance of being a poet while also drawing on the color and symmetries of the visual arts of his Native American identity.

twin angels
at the impasse
stripping wire
out from
the earth

bolts of thunder pealed
from under the
falls

stones
thrown (from very high)
to form
a ziggurat
an hourglass
I almost forgot
to intone