“Flight Feathers is an important book, essential in time of Covid-19 and climate disaster. It reflects the grieving parts of us all and the sustenance of the natural world like a maternal heartbeat weaving in and out of consciousness. It offers the deep comfort that comes from naming both pain and grace, invokes the “chalice of golden chanterelles” that hold us all. Poems range between this coast and the other, grounding us where we live: a young man refusing to wear a mask, the privilege of tilth certified organic. Poems reflect walks between the forest and professionals providing compassionate care for the dying under fluorescent lights, the visceral presence of loose stool, coffee, bleach and lavender. Morgan reminds us of deeper rifts, where “spiritual distress smells like sepsis.” She finds, and brings us, a counterpoint to despair in the watershed, the woods where she walks. Flight Feathers is a book I’ll reach for again and again. It is a witness to Covid time, racism, global violence and the red fox in the suburban watershed, a gift to us all.”
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