In A Thousand Flames, Corey S. Pressman spends a lifetime looking closely at hillsides, at rivers, at the small unremarkable moments that turn out to hold everything. The collection's eleven sections move through longing, water, love, and the ordinary made luminous, each poem built from the kind of specific, sensory detail that only comes from years of paying attention.

The poems range widely in setting, from a Mill Valley hilltop to the ruins of an ancient settlement, but they share a single instinct: to stop, notice, and stay a little longer than most of us do. Pressman is a visual artist as well as a poet, and that eye is everywhere in this book, precise and patient and unwilling to look away from anything, even the things that are hard to hold onto.

This is a book about what we keep and what slips past us. It's about the discipline of paying attention before a moment is gone, and about the thousand small flames that a life is actually made of.