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“I fear you as a thief/Stealing about the orchards of my future,/Green fruit glistening above a starving creature.” Not your typical father’s ode to a child yet to be born, but certainly an honest one. In The World’s Room, his first collection of poetry, Joshua Weiner reports from the places in the adult heart where childhood fears and selfishness still live, mixed up with the rush of “bright adventure[s]” such as fatherhood. A 2000 Witter Bynner Fellow at the Library of Congress, Weiner has been compared to William Carlos Williams and even Robert Frost in regard to his range of varying poetic forms. He chooses simple words, strung gracefully together to embrace the whole process of living, screwing up, and coming out with something you never expected. “Miss once, miss again; and your whole life seems a waste,” he writes. “The target is yourself becoming brave.” Weiner reads from The World’s Room at 7 p.m. at Borders, 18th and L Streets NW. Free. (202) 466-4999. (Shauna Miller)