In A Palace of Waning, Pamela Nocerino’s luminous new chapbook, the poet traces the shifting landscapes of home, self, loss, and place. Here, “Red neon blinks / like it celebrates the danger” of icy roads, even as we are reminded that “The sun doesn’t rise / We rotate to see it.” Nocerino invites us into a world where beauty and peril intertwine, and where perception itself becomes a kind of illumination.
–Leah Huete de Maines, Poet-in-Residence Emerita at Northern Kentucky University



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