When Robert Hilles describes his mother 'moving about/ her small house as if/ she were already in heaven,' the reader is there with her and with her son, who is watching. From memory, loss, and one man's ordinary daily life, he builds a small intimacy for us to enter. With amazing honesty and grace, he fashions poems that manage to be both domestic and sacred at the same time, poems that touch us, 'sometimes softly/ sometimes hard.' - Lorna Crozier
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