talking to the tree outside my window while I sleep

“With images delicate as pinpricks on skin, Kai Lossgott translates the dreaming human body into a universal anatomy of nerve and leaf and root – fragile but resilient. This luminous work is a love poem, an invocation, and a declaration of communion with a complex living world.”

(Henrietta Rose-Innes, winner of the Caine Prize for African Writing 2008)

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