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These poems slow the planet so gradually that all adapt to its halt; one forgets that time should be passing, accepts the poets static divine and lets hours line up like saints. Each poem loses us further in Hoeppners wilderness: his natural world is held lightly on the tongue until it dissolves; his patience allows us to listen as the full moon in soft Italian whispers off the balcony, parsing bluish dust . . . This is a book that finds peace not in consequence but in the innocence of result, the slip into what comes after.
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