Mark Doty is one of my favorite poets, but I‘ve actively avoided reading this for 15 years because it‘s considered a follow up to his 3rd book, My Alexandria which was all about his partner Wally‘s diagnosis with and decline from AIDS. It was a masterpiece, but reading it was brutal and I wasn‘t ready to revisit that. Atlantis is published the year after Wally‘s death, and the tone changes in this book. 👇🏼👇🏼👇🏼