Linda Annas Ferguson knows-to borrow Wallace Stevens'
formulation-that "Death is the mother of beauty." She proclaims in
one of her poems, "Everything / is drenched with endings, alive
with dying." Her work exists at the shimmering mid-point between an
urge to celebrate the world's beauty and a pained recognition that
this beauty is mutable. She recognizes that our being only
temporary inhabitants of this life is not a problem to solve but a
mystery to feel-and a mystery that compels us to make poems. As she
wryly puts it, she is "dying to write / a decent poem." Linda Annas
Ferguson has done more than that. She has given us a book of
tender, clear-eyed, complex meditations, a lovely book by a poet
whose vision we can trust. - Chris Forhan, author of Black Leapt In
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