Poetry. A call for identification is issued, leaving open the question of who signals and to whom. Begun in a moment of uncertainty and disconnection in the public sphere, continued in a time of enforced isolation, the poems of WHO GOES THERE thread a path among defensive borderlines and invisible incursions, passwords and countersigns, ambiguous omens and conspiratorial premonitions, dream visitations and shards of retrieved history. Fleeting and fragmentary narratives take shape as if to provide a populace for emptied spaces. The scene may shift from Merovingian Europe to the hills of an imagined Old West, and the action from street wars of children to subjugation by extraterrestrial invaders, but these are all poems of an inescapable city of the present moment, at once inward, virtual, and walled.--Geoffrey O'Brien