fault

Fault

Fault

We glide into the room to sit
In high-backed chairs and slide the plate
Across a line. We shift a bit

To face our food, lurch, hesitate,
Suspended at a table where
Fixed, unconvenable we wait.

Inseparable, this weight we bear
Yet stubbornly we subdivide,
Recalculate the other’s share

Tim Kidwell

Tim Kidwell lives in St. Louis where he works as a writer, actor and airline customer service agent. His poetry has appeared in Big Muggy and Eads Bridge and his article, “At the End of the Day,” appeared last summer in the Wall Street Journal.

Fault

In Fault, Katharine Coles continues to explore her abiding interest in the intersections of science, culture, and history, but the book is perhaps best described as an extended meditation on love.   Ranging across time and continents, Coles addresses such figures as Newton, Kepler, and Vesalius, not only with intellectual rigor but also with a humor, intimacy, and buoyant optimism that render her subjects—the figures and the science—accessible within the capacious intellectual, emotional, and physical landscapes of the poems.

cover of Faultauthor: Katharine Coles
ASIN or ISBN-10: 1597093904
binding: Paperback
list price: $18.95 USD
amazon price: $12.54 USD


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