This is a collection of poems, an anthology I suppose, from her previous books. I'm not great with poetry. I love it, that goes without saying, but I find meaning in poetry that others don't see. I don't think that makes me wrong about anything, nor does that make anyone else wrong about what they've discovered. But it leads to conversations and explanations and questions and, sometimes, I only wish to read the poem and enjoy it.

And I thoroughly enjoyed this one. I've just flipped through it for a while. You don't need to read it in order and serendipity is a helluva discovery tool. I saw this book in a Goodwill and decided to give it a go, and I've never regretted that decision.