In Far Company, we hear Cindy Hunter Morgan thinking about the many ways we carry the natural world inside of us as a kind of embedded cartography.
Often melancholic but never sentimental, this collection belongs with any reader who seeks out literature in the organic world..
These poems map a journey to many places, inward and outward, and engage with the natural world and the built world, moving between both of those environments in ways that acknowledge the complexities of such crossings.
The root of this book is Hunter Morgan\'s love for family and her love for the land her family has shared.
But this collection is full of quieter cinema, too-a grandfather bending to cinch the girth of a horse, days green / with snap peas and wild tendrils, and raindrops beading like sweat / on the lips of snapdragons.
There is the drone that flies over Hunter Morgan\'s grandparents\' farm before the house burns and the stag-handled knife in a pocket, its single blade folded inside like a secret on a train in Greece.
They are cinematic in the way they navigate loss, memory, dislocation, hope, and love-abstractions evoked in deeply specific and nuanced ways.
The poems in Far Company reveal a mind and a heart negotiating both self and world with compassion and invention.
There is so much respect in this collection-respect for natural processes that include intergenerational relationships, shared territories, and myths.
We are left with the whole forest having met all the trees one by one.
My first response was to be amazed by a seeming innocence in delivery-straightforward, picturesque, and compassionate-that then matured like a crystal into something precious and masterful.
Poet Larissa Szporluk remarked, The poems in this collection are quiet and deceptively simple.
These poets, who are part of Hunter Morgan\'s poetic lineage, are beloved figures in the far Company she keeps, but the poems she writes are distinctly hers.
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We hear conversations with Emily Dickinson, James Wright, Walt Whitman, and W.
Many of these poems commune not only with lost ancestors but also past poets.
In Far Company, we hear Cindy Hunter Morgan thinking about the many ways we carry the natural world inside of us as a kind of embedded cartography
