In her newest book, Point Reyes Station poet Ellery Akers brings all her senses to bear in her experience of the natural world. That world is a place filled with music: the sounds of birdsong, the clopping of a horse, moths tapping against glass, “a red-shafted flicker hammering for ants on the old door post.” It is a place where fog blurs the trees and covers the moon with gauze. There is the smell of…