A new collection of poetry-honest, insightful, and rich with beauty-from American poet and teacher Robert Garson From Crossing the Narrows come a poet's observations in three acts. It is a book filled with fleeting moments of passion and awkwardness, of love lost and found, and quiet self-realization. Though we see the world through his eyes, Garson's words reveal our own deeply human frailties. He is the wandering observer, where even in the midst of hours spent in the classroom, the poet's heart speaks: The Teacher Pauses in September Early, early, an hour before the first bell, I should be grading student papers, essays that tell me of their lives. My life has become a bold red pen, it seems, the ink like blood that could run through veins. And even as I sit at this worn desk, the leaves are changing, crisp and gold and magnificent as they die in air I cant feel. You've used your commas wrong, I write. Subject, verb do t agree. Organize! Organize! And there, outside, beyond: that furious blue sky.