"Eliot's Four Quartets comes to mind, but I think Circadian bears a closer kinship with Rilke’s Duino Elegies via its gorgeous, anguished calls toward the space beyond language, or before it.”—Rain Taxi Review of Books
“[Circadian] urges readers into the responsibility of attention while also warning us that once we open our eyes, we are no longer able to choose the depth in which we will be engaged; the light simply fills them, and we are forced to abandon in any measure of how much pain we might witness.”—American Book Review
"Eliot's Four Quartets comes to mind, but I think Circadian bears a closer kinship with Rilke’s Duino Elegies via its gorgeous, anguished calls toward the space beyond language, or before it.”—Rain Taxi Review of Books
“[Circadian] urges readers into the responsibility of attention while also warning us that once we open our eyes, we are no longer able to choose the depth in which we will be engaged; the light simply fills them, and we are forced to abandon in any measure of how much pain we might witness.”—American Book Review
