On December 22, 2018, the 40th anniversary of Bernadette Mayer’ s writing of Midwinter Day, 32 women poets typed into Google Docs titled Dreams, Morning, Noontime, Afternoon, Evening, and Night. Following the six-part structure of Mayer’ s book, they composed alongside each other all day, dozens of cursors blinking in a virtual happening. Midwinter Constellation is the result. Part patchwork quilt, part collective consciousness, the book hopes “ to prove the day like the dream has everything in it,” as Mayer wrote in 1978, and to extend her vision into a global 21st-century everyday. A radical experiment in collective writing, the book embroiders, echoes, and blurs the voices of poets across the U.S. and beyond. While threads of identity can be traced through the repeated names of children, highways, books, and pets, Midwinter Constellation declines to identify who’ s speaking when, exceeding the territory of authorship and rejecting the illusion that we are separate.