Natural Capital is ‘the untapped raw material and natural resources that a country holds’ and it is ‘the land, air, water, living organisms and all formations of the Earth’s biosphere that provides us with ecosystem goods and services imperative for survival and well-being’ and it is ‘the basis for all human economic activity’ Ñ and it is the title of Jason Heroux’s third collection of poems. These poems invite us to visit the strange and beautiful world right outside our window, a world where ‘clouds drift overhead / like eighty-year-old ballerinas crossing the street’ and ‘wind chimes resemble a gentle alarm / warning everyone that nothing is wrong.’