Kallisti: A Collection of Poetry

Pick these apples up, turn them in your hand, gaze, scent, bite. And, if you dare, pass them on.

Golden apples blossomed, fruited, and fell in discordant seasons. Somehow they rolled home, nearly three decades gone. Gathering the windfalls of bygone years, a revelation took hold. Here lie even those directed furthest from the tree.

Kallisti: “for the fairest.” This is a book of poems about families discovered, examined, and either given up or lost. Expect no feel-good love-ins here. The subjects in these works taste different with each bite.