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