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In his third collection (after Heaven, a National Book Award finalist), Phillips bookends a core set of poems between two longer prose pieces. The opening one, which has a Borgesian fairy tale-like quality, concerns a man who flies over New York and perches on the spire of the World Trade Center—"Flight is like untying the air itself, fold after fold and layer after layer"—while the closing piece is a travelog about Barcelona. In between, poems ...Log In or Sign Up to Read More