Group Meditation, Camp Bratton-Green, 1978

The camp counselor’s voice was sun-shot molasses—invite the light, she said, so I let it ebb up my knuckles and elbows until warmth washed over my entire torso like sunset on a pocked brick wall, and I became that light—sort of—face up and afloat on the chapel floor. Gong rung, I was the last camper… More

James Kimbrell

Award-winning poet James Kimbrell discusses form and disorder, bait shrimp, and how Florida’s Marianna Caves helped shaped his conception of time in this exclusive audio interview. More