Publisher's Synopsis
Poetry. The Art lies in hiding the art, Horace teaches us, and B.H. Boston is a master of such concealment in poems that are spare and tight, that speak to us without patronizing of things that matter most in this life. I love the delicacy, tenderness and intimacy of pieces such as I am Reading, the faith and incantation of poems like Processional, and the mystical realism of Apiary. This book is about remembering and paying attention and healing and praising. Ultimately, it is about the human spirit--and it soars--Ilya Kaminsky.
