In his first collection of poetry Quinn Bailey has crafted a book that is meant to live in your backpack, to be carried with you, as companion, field guide and friend as you traverse the rich wilderness of life. Inspired as much by the words of poets like Mary Oliver and Jim Harrison as by the songs of the trees and the birds, the poems within arise from a deep love of the natural world and call attention to the power an outer landscape has -- to be all at once, mirror, compass, and divination tool for our inner landscape. Maybe our job is that of the Birds, Simply to collect the soft things Of the world And sing about it. Pulling from his years of experience working as a nature connection mentor and wilderness rites of passage guide, this book serves as a waypoint to anyone who is approaching, has come to, or just about to crossed a threshold and needs to be reminded that, "This world has only two true directions, towards and away. The big fear, in the end, is to awake and find that you chose away." Like most things these poems are best when shared, especially outside, especially out loud, and especially with the more then human world.

In his first collection of poetry Quinn Bailey has crafted a book that is meant to live in your backpack, to be carried with you, as companion, field guide and friend as you traverse the rich wilderness of life. Inspired as much by the words of poets like Mary Oliver and Jim Harrison as by the songs of the trees and the birds, the poems within arise from a deep love of the natural world and call attention to the power an outer landscape has -- to be all at once, mirror, compass, and divination tool for our inner landscape.Maybe our job is that of the
Birds, Simply to collect the soft things
Of the worldAnd sing about it.Pulling from his years of experience working as a nature connection mentor and wilderness rites of passage guide, this book serves as a waypoint to anyone who is approaching, has come to, or just about to crossed a threshold and needs to be reminded that, "This world has only two true directions, towards and away. The big fear, in the end, is to awake and find that you chose away."Like most things these poems are best when shared, especially outside, especially out loud, and especially with the more then human world.
In his first collection of poetry Quinn Bailey has crafted a book that is meant to live in your backpack, to be carried with you, as companion, field guide and friend as y