About the Poems
by Rauan Klassnik
The heart, muscle and fluid in these poems were made over the summer, in bed, between 3 and 5 in the afternoon. How can I be so sure of these times? I am a creature of habit and I nap and/or daydream and scribble down airy notes between 3 and 5 every day. I’d lay about longer (into forever I’m sure) but when the light starts changing my birds start up an irresistible racket for food and a place by the railing. For whatever it’s worth: between 3 and 5, in bed this summer, I was by myself. Always. Sometimes it was raining.