Marielle Grenade-Willis's Prairie Crocus inhabits the all-too overlooked in-between of seasons, bursting with quiet, deliberate certainty. Like an illuminator, Grenade-Willis scans the planet for evidence of scintillation-soil and roots, sun and moon-and with them colors the inner-ear. Hers is a gravitational assurance. Prairie Crocus is verse at home in the body of time, a deft affirmation of abundance and scarcity alike. Earth also breathes.
