Tonight the trees are  

jagged paper cutouts of themselves. 

Seasoned poet Andrei Guruianu begins his lyrical meditation, a two-volume signed and numbered limited edition, double-chapbook collection, with the poem “Silence.” Later in Volume 1, Guruianu tells us with the same stark beauty “What We Could Afford,”

Now the air jingles with a silver bracelet morning.

Cut up sideways lengthwise, to the ends of premature dreams.

These fluid and inescapable poems are best self-described in Guruianu’s own quietly eloquent words:

curled softly

around something mortal

 

something

like an answer