the apprehension of nature before the onset of self-consciousness ("silver of frost & birds' eggs/rising up the first bell-stroke of light/my cloak of light to keep you/take this sword of light, this ruin/is it a dream of loneliness that calls me?")--reflects heightened maturity in [Campbell] McGrath's work. American capitalism today is the enlightenment gone haywire; Shannon's voice, as he falls upon his core skepticism, points to the enlightenment's forgotten side.
An Excerpt
from The Kansas City Star: 'Shannon: A Poem of the Lewis and Clark Expedition'
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