There is a clearing by a certain stonewhere images flow and are worth stopping for. I have stayed there almost all day in silenceuntil night remembered what belonged to it and its shadows started to take back its own.I’ve found it hard to walk away as starlight infused daisies and the stone itself beganto feel like a star so, although what I have done with my life may not be much, for a whileit seemed to be in line.
The poems of In Late Light situate objects and experiences (both large and small, concrete and abstract) within Brian Swann’s perspective of the natural world. Sixty-two poems presented in four sections explore his life—from early days to the present—evoking friends and family on two continents. His sharp, bright imagery affirms the unique beauty of our world and explores its invisible mysteries.
