How can we love ourselves at the climacteric of our lives; of the planet? Jo Bratten's poetry bubbles with guilt at the failures of both spirit and body and a coming to terms with the natural passing of loved ones, and the unnatural passing of our planet's ecosystems. These poems offer the simplest kind of love: the joy within nature.
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