“If you do not love your body, then who?” Marc Nair in The Earth in Our Bones – his eleventh collection – presents a series of poems and photographs that move from smaller sites of race and personal identity to societal fractures and wider notions of belonging and navigating urban and natural space. Whether musing on water bottles as an offering in an ancient temple or a series of poems that create an afterlife from found objects, there is an awareness of loss, lament and longing, an acknowledgment of the lands within each of us.