“In Postcards from the Masthead, Candice Kelsey blurs the line between world and body. These are poems which explore the iterations of human grief, a shared experience which binds all of us to one another and to the Earth. Candice writes: “My body is a woodhouse. Delicate, easily crushed, what do I know of agency, / intimacy?” When might we bloom and what claims us? In the Anthropocene, “what sinks us?” and who is accountable? Postcards from the Masthead asks hard questions through exquisite images and precise language. This book is urgent, gorgeous, and fearless in its confrontation of society’s betrayals of the Earth and of humankind.”