I’ve just heard from the editors at Dark Mountain that they’ve taken several poems for their upcoming journal, Dark Mountain Volume 2. The first issue of the journal was as beautifully produced as it was powerfully imagined; I’m honored to be included in the second. In May of last year I attended Dark Mountain’s first festival, as did Abbie Garrington; their interest in narrative time, local knowledge, and political and philosophical communitarianism continues to strike a chord. They’ve just announced a call for ideas about their next festival — if you’re anywhere nearby, keep your August open. I know I will.