Results of the Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award in the year 2002.
As I understand it, I could
call him. Though it would help,
it is not required that I give him
a name first. Also, nothing
says he stops, then, or must turn.
—from “The Figure, the Boundary, the Light”
In the art of falconry, during training the tether between the gloved fist and the raptor’s anklets is gradually lengthened and eventually unnecessary. In these new lyric poems, Carl Phillips considers the substance of connection—between lover…[more]