Jessica Rosenberg, "Botanical Poetics: Early Modern Plant Books and the Husbandry of Print" (U Pennsylvania Press, 2022)

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Manuel Iris, "The Whole Earth Is a Garden of Monsters / Toda la Tierra Es Un Jardín de Monstruos" (U Arizona Press, 2026)

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Conor Mc Donnell, "What We Know So Far Is..." (Wolsak & Wynn, 2025)

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