A Parade of Hands: Poems | James Hoch
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In poems alternately hard as "steel piled in a yard" and mysterious as "a handful / of winged insects throbbing against glass," there is real peril here, and real experience -- of travel, of work, of loves found and lives lost. The author teaches at Lynchburg Colllege (2004).
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