In Mosslight, winner of the 2011 FutureCycle Poetry Book Prize, Kimberley Pittman-Schulz invites readers on a walking meditation, a crooked path through loss and longing where solace shimmers in the shadows, rooted in the rhythms of the natural world. Each poem is a small epiphany offered by unlikely mentors-decaying redwood logs and indifferent ravens, "the golden gel" of a banana slug and a blur of wet bees, tiny fish caught in a shoe, a dog's black face leaning from a truck window, even "eight rusty ants dragging a dead wasp through the grass" that challenge us with, "Who are you, anyway?" Like a lost explorer-part-naturalist, part-Buddhist-the voice in this collection leads the reader deep into the present moment, "stark and lush," reminding us that while "alone each foot burns/into cold layers" there is a larger interconnectedness, as "even in wet snow falling, /the wren sings."