David Keplinger

How does it feel to experience another city? To stand beneath tall buildings, among the countless faces of a crowd? To attempt to be heard above the din? The poems of Another City travel inward and outward at once: into moments of self-reproach and grace, and to those of disassociation and belonging. From experiences defined by an urban landscape-a thwarted customer at the door of a shuttered bookstore in Crete, a chance encounter with a might-have-been...