Deirdre McAdams’ chapbook collects a series of sketches, each composed in a rectangular field. Elements of each repeat and differ, together tracing a drive toward the achievement of a decision. This never comes – instead we’re left to contemplate the com-plicating drive as it unfolds itself toward no end. These pages are a place to shuffle off the bad need to resolve, and linger on ongoing dissolutions, ready for the next. “…up again, old heart! – it seems to say…”
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