A review by michaelwong
Firefly Under the Tongue: Selected Poems by Coral Bracho

4.0

"The limitless inconstant/whiteness/of the wall. The few lines/that hold it together."-From this Light, p. 43

"consider the gestures . determing place and sequence. The sensation / of sequence; / consider the gesture that engenders / the sensation, ' the definitive body it outlines, / articulates;" -That Space, That Garden, I", p. 81

"...Something / you said then, / in that way, // in that way that always comes to pass;" -That Space, That Garden, II", p. 85

"Perception goes out, marking silhouettes, / footsteps go out, centering the vastness. / And night's shifting / profile goes on pulling one thing toward another." -That Space, That Garden, II", p. 89