Woodsmoke, Wind, and the Peregrine

"The lovely and loving reverie of a man raptly engaged with his external world, these poems of wing and song and flight cross the invisible boundary between reality and dreamscape. They waft into the realm of interior being and bring us to that still point where we peer into the quiet reflecting pool of self-knowledge, grace, and beauty."--David Lee, author of Se Quietly the Earth and A Legary of Shadows

"A father, a watcher, a seeker, a poet, a story-teller. Shaun Griffin is all these things in Woodsmoke, Wind, and the Peregrine Whether haunted by the memory of a boyhood killing of a hummingbird ("You teach me to forgive the scar//we leave on land with wings") or thinking of a dead friend's feeder ("goldfinches whiskered in thistle"), Shaun Griffin's words, like the birds he writes of soar, pluck. dive, call, carry, capture, and build.
From the mountains of Nevada to the villages of Chile, Shaun Griffin sees one sky, filled with birds and memories-the wings of then and now giving us flight for all time. He gives us, as he calls it, "the scripture we chant to survive."
This is a wild and beautiful book, and not just for poetry lovers, but for anyone who loves the birds we watch."--Christopher Cokinos, author of Hope is the Thing