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<p>Often drawing on the natural world for subject matter and imagery, Tammy Armstrong’s <em>Year of the Metal Rabbit</em> gives slip to snares set by lyric and narrative conventions and bolts for the edges of what poetry can say. Like a long brooding walk into the heart of a stormy night, the thing-filled landscape of Armstrong’s poems is beguilingly kinetic, alive with shadows and chaos, a dreamscape where encounters with flora, fauna, and neighbours prompt uncertainty more often than identification, where ‘we happen in the gaps / in the stranger places.’<p>