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INSCRIBED BY AUTHOR!! Could be mistaken for brand new.
Some turbulent process related to language gave birth to this book, at once a paean to and elegy for the life force embodied in the speaker's granddaughter and muse, Isabella. Working in 11-syllable lines, Simon trains his fierce focus on details small as a spider supping on dew and large as "a cathedral made of salt and bread." The poems are shaped with subtle control, and they move with grace and breathe to a place "where metaphor breaks down, fragrant as compost." I was most happy to be taken there, and you will be, too.