A Belonging Field

Grace leads readers back into the heartland, where things still grow, where locusts, biblical and otherwise, tear at the edges. Understated, sure-footed, these poems invite a mythical American landscape.

Andrew Grace leads us back into the heartland, where things still grow, where locusts, biblical and otherwise, tear at the edges, where "the corn outgrew us, clogging our horizon / until all we could see was our small box of sky." How did we drift so far from this world? Understated, sure-footed, these poems bring us close to a mythical American landscape, so that each of us can become seers again.