I am standing on the freeway and cars move by like drunk panthers I am loved again like there was future again—   —from “Sounds (Second Walk)” “In American character, there is an interval between Vision and Prophecy, during which time the deepest poems first find themselves aloud. Eryn Green literally phases that interval straight across spellbound pages. These poems show character alight. They show a continent its names.”—Donald Revell, author of Pennyweight Windows: New & Selected Poems “Make the whole neighborhood your house, and then allow the wholeness of the universe to become your shining shelter. Eryn Green’s poetic brilliance extends our sense of home, of our being at home in the universe.”—Bin Ramke, author of Aerial “These poems, filled with and discharging light, are open-voiced trajectories tracing the energy fields that extend around the human figure. They are the lighted path not to the exit but to the opening door, their motion the very figure of outward—alive, in love, moving through the passageway with the hope of the lyric. We don’t come to our senses, but to the open-hearted word bursting out toward the world.”—Eleni Sikelianos, author of The Loving Detail of the Living & the Dead