Feb 23, 2004
Hinton has re-defined the boundaries of poetry in print which is something very exciting, indeed. Fossil Sky folds out like a map. And I’m not speaking in simile; this is literal. It can be spread across a tabletop, a floor, your lap in the car. I am stunned by the thing as an object. Is this where readers of contemporary poetry should be looking to set their fingers to pulse? — Olivia Cronk, Bookslut
Fossil Sky describes a landscape: the south of France . . . it’s a portrait we receive in fragments—a tatter of sky here, of water there, with images of bright summer fields blurring into ones of frost. — Seven Days
[T]he layering of these drawn-out stanzas, within the poem’s blue horizon . . . create something like a simultaneous network, rather than linear “message,” initiates an entirely different experience for the reader. — Jonathan Skinner, Ecopoetics
