A politically urgent yet timeless collection that studies
the devastating failings of humanity and the redemptive possibilities of
love.
In Wind, Trees, John Freeman presents a meditation on
power and loss, change and adaptation. What can the trees teach us
about
inhabiting space together? What might we gain if we admit we do not
control the
wind, and cannot possibly carry all we've been handed? Offering a stark
moral critique
of pandemic self-preservation--as "justifications grew / with greed like
vines /
up the side of a tree / taking everything"--Wind, Trees joins the
ranks
of politically urgent yet timeless collections like The Lice by W.S.
Merwin. Through narrative lyric and metaphysical pulse, meandering
thought and
punctuating quiet, Freeman studies the devastating failings of humanity
and the
redemptive possibilities of love.