All I know is, each time I read a poem that seduces my senses—that moves me to catharsis or imparts its own unique brand of wisdom—I change a little. And this fills me with gratitude because, once I mark the page, I know exactly where to locate the feeling that poem roused when I need it.

With the closure of bookstores and in-person readings impossible, sales opportunities for small presses have largely been stymied to the point of near fatality, and the fallout is widespread.