If Seamus Heaney and Dylan Thomas randomly collided in the quantum universe and miraculously produced a brilliant daughter, she would be Audrey Bohanan. In her poetry you may ‘quell fits of cut-throat narrative with a fine blind-stitch’…’when the stick-work dams burst / in erosion of cut-banks, in undoing / the soul-rim of you by largo of floodtime.’ In Any Keep or Contour, landscape and life alchemy are her trade, and language is her medium like no one else I have read. – Rustin Larson