Undercurrents

"From youth to old age, these poems link the two ends of the poet's life, each yearning and straining for the other. Through the windows of memory and of the house where she was born, her I/eye voyages like a Greek mariner over the landscape and the sea and her beloved creek. Sown into the very fabric of this landscape is melancholy, regret and fondness for family life. There's loneliness here too when time expands like an elastic, then snaps back to the natural world, busy, carrying on before and without her, captured in similes that arise organically and in lovely, tripping phrases like when the moon is observed "gloating over its lower elements." There's a certainty, but not yet a letting go, gently holding the present while revisiting the past with full awareness of the future. Darkness is often falling, blotting out all...until the next day when "a new peace will come." -- Darcy Rhyno, author of the short story collection Holidays"--