Nature is us and we are nature. Nature is beautiful. Nature is out to kill us. Nature is heterosexual. Nature is gay. Nature is masculine. Nature is a woman. Nature is natural. Nature is culture. Nature is a metaphor. Nature is like money. Nature is calling. Nature is still important. Indeed, few ideas today are as charged or subject to as much inflection. Meanwhile, to anchor its formal investigations, Mark Truscott's Nature asks Ð without recourse to nostalgia, sanctimony, or moralism Ð what kind of space its titular notion might meaningfully create or occupy. It gets no unambiguous answer, of course, but it does perhaps illuminate.
Mark Truscott is the author of two previous books of poetry: Said Like Reeds or Things (2004) and Nature (2010), which was shortlisted for the ReLit Award for Poetry. Poems from Branches have appeared in Event, The Walrus and on the Cultural Society website (culturalsociety.org). Truscott was born in Bloomington, Indiana, and grew up in Burlington, ON. He lives in Toronto.
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