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This collection is challenge, intimacy, and myth, revealed or transmuted in the moments of everyday living. This writer’s perception, perhaps obsession, is rooted in desire to know what can be known, up close and close in. There is no protection. Reckoning and renewal, balance and specificity, like nature’s primary constituents of reality, Yvette Doucette’s poems speak to these.

Here, negotiating familial memory, is mother and sister. Here are poems about nature and other-than-human kin. Here are ancestors lifting the living. As Doucette says, “It takes practice, takes trust, to give and receive fearlessly.” Her words invite conversation, ask questions, and the fire of sorrow is here, measuring out days. But these poems don’t despair, they take a relationalist’s view. They shiver with loss, careen towards surrender, offer up hope green and wriggling, and yes, love too.