In Watchword, William Fuller plots the paths of consciousness with sensitivity and precision. Pivoting on what he has elsewhere called "transfer points almost too elusive to name," his poems shift--sometimes mid-word--between languages of commerce, the natural sciences, and seventeenth-century Neoplatonism (among others). Such moments of exchange elicit both wonder and horror; what emerges is a marriage of heaven and hell.
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