Larson's poetry and her life's work has been casting a keen eye on the human condition. Linda finds beauty in the wizened faces of the elderly; she evocatively resurrects the past but does not live in it, she mourns the loss of trees; the squalor of the homeless, the malaise of the mental hospital, and the joyous and transient path of love. This collection is like a scar that has healed beautifully. There is a meditative acceptance of what was, is, and what will come. This is another stunning collection by Linda Larson. - Doug Holder, Ibbetson Street Press, Lecturer of Creative Writing/Endicott College