On TV we watch our city where people navigate the river-streets in any way they can...."Look." Max points. "it's Sarah's house."All I see is roof.In searing personal poems, Jane Kurtz explores what i
This winter was snowy, this spring brought a terrible blizzard, and now the river is rising. Sandbags don't stop it, the dikes don't stop it, and late one night sirens warn everyone to evacuate. A g
