‘A moment in fast-forward and in fast-reverse, a moment suspended and dilating, a moment gathering into physical thought, thought open to the inrush of percepts time orchestrates as feeling and disperses into a fading mood: a moment’s invention of the one who sees, the one who reads, that one a passenger of the moment, one among many, or in another’s dream that passes through, passes along. This book is transporting. It thinks into every connective, with every connective tensed between forward movement and the desire to stay put and opening.

Again, fast and slow, Lisa Samuels is a poet of time, and we are fortunate to have her time through this beautiful book.’ – John Wilkinson