
How are you so confident in your perspective? Is not your reality as subjective as mine? I find these questions arising in my mind after a brush with Conley Lowrance’s lush artifice. His surreality is different from the other created realities you will and have encountered in this space, but are you not moved the the same? Or more? If not, why? There are “turquoise hues” in frozen fields—look again.
Allow these poems to challenge the trickle of sensory experience that makes up your perspective. Choose to see “a whiteness unlike any diadem of snow” in the clothes of your lover, and, at the very least, enjoy.