Publisher's Synopsis
I opted to water the small treeby hand, at its base,so that relief would speedstraight to its roots.The poems in Stephanie de Montalk's new collection engage with the world as if through a window -- cloaked, distanced, and guided by the movements of the seasons, the weather, and always, trees. As de Montalk seeks a cure to the life-changing limitations of her physical self, she finds something close to solace in dreaming.These poems are always evocative, mysterious, reaching towards the possibility and hope of healing.
