Spot Weather Forecast

“There is no escaping ‘the language of incineration’ or the ‘ash-dark art’ Kevin Goodan so brilliantly writes. To read these poems is to feel the pop and torque of wildland firefighting and to breathe its searing air while kneeling at the altar of fate and flame. It is to feel simultaneously engulfed and skewered by the paradoxes at the heart of our own fiery existence. This is an epic collection by one who has literally given his lungs to the flames and has managed to combine a Hopkinsian lyricism with a visionary imagination in the tradition of Cormac McCarthy.”
—Derek Sheffield, author of Through the Second Skin