Indwelling explores different ways of being inside—inside a work of art, inside the history of a place, inside a pandemic's constraints—but not necessarily at home. Isolated experience seeks the intimacy of indwelling, and that intimacy gradually expands to accommodate a broader, more global perspective. These are poems of connection attempted in the face of mortality, loss, and absence: they personalize encounters with abandoned houses, nod at other writers who will never nod back, and look in old places for alternatives to modern ruts. They dignify the mundane, past and present, and find hope there, too.