Publisher's Synopsis
There are times in one's life when the pain will not stop, when it seems everyone you love is hurting, and some are dying. Moira MacDougall's second collection of poetry, VANISHING ACTS, speaks to us from here, where she sits "in grief's debris." An unflinching correspondent of the hard labour of dying, and of the "heart of the medical labyrinth! Ugly thing it is - and dull," MacDougall questions the small chaos of our lives and the delicate ways we remain alive against a background of swirling eternity.
