Something lives beyond the names of existence, it is older than any history my cells can remember
of the long walk back to the sea. This stuff is related to the first cells who figured out how to divide, all
the masterful ways things tried to keep their species in the game, tricks atoms and electrons learned
to sustain their existence, obtain awareness, and come up with some very interesting questions. Time is in
this mix. It has had its way with everything: The way Earth tilts on its axis, the production of seasons, what
water knows, why some people are always in the mood for making poetry or love. The universe weaves
its many secrets from the stuff that was and finds new ways to keep us guessing at what is and is going to be.
Fredrick Zydek is the author of eight collections of poetry. T’Kopechuck: the Buckley Poems is forthcoming from Winthrop Press later this year. Formerly a professor of creative writing and theology at the University of Nebraska and later at the College of Saint Mary, he is now a gentleman farmer when he isn’t writing. He is the editor for Lone Willow Press. His work has appeared in The Antioch Review, Cimmaron Review, The Hollins Critic, New England Review, Nimrod, Poetry, Prairie Schooner, Poetry Northwest, Yankee, and others. He is the recipient of the Hart Crane Poetry Award, the Sarah Foley O'Loughlen Literary Award and others.