Publisher's Synopsis
The third book in Steven Turrill's excavation of lost work, The River in the Morning collects poems written from the vague fringes of an undiagnosed, self-medicated anxiety disorder. The fogs of perception, memory, time and place; of one's purpose, our shared reality, the realities of other people; of a muted, constant, low-level pain, and the escape from that pain, combine in a self-portrait of self-consciousness, in which the poet dreams and wakes up in a never-ending loop.
