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CONTRIBUTORS

Jordan Abel is author of Injun, lin/inhabited, and The Place ofS craps.

Kimberly Alidio, a VONA/Voices fellow, is author ofAfierp re;jects the resound

Zaino Alsous is a daughter of the Palestinian diaspora and an abolitionist. Her chapbook Lemon Effigies is forthcoming from Anhinga Press.

Desiree Alvarez is a multidisciplinary artist whose first book, Devil’s Paintbrush, won the 2015 May Sarton New Hampshire Poetry Award.

Kaveh Abaris the author of Calling a Wotfa Wofand Portrait oft he Alcoholic.

He teaches at Purdue University and is the founding editor of Divedapper.

Jeffrey Angles’s most recent translation of is Orikuchi Shinobu’s classic novel The Book of the Dead. He teaches at Western Michigan University

Rae Armantrout’s latest book, Wobble, is forthcoming from Wesleyan in the fall of 2018.

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The poems in What Nature were not written on Walden Pond. They were not written because poetry can save the Earth. If they are a far cry from last century's nature poetry, it is because "nature" today is a far cry from sanctuary or retreat. These poems are not at ease and there is no place left to retreat. They are themselves far cries: urgent calls for rethinking our place on an imperiled planet.