Poetry. Some poems are cast, some are scattered, some are written, some are crafted, some are teased out and some emerge as if by magic. The poems in Sean Patrick Hill's collection THE IMAGINED FIELD can best be described as wrought, with all the blisters, callouses, sweat, smoke, and force the word carries with it. If you're looking to feel that thunk in the solar plexus you get when you see a hawk dive, tumble, tussle, and take flight with a field...
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