Coloratura On A Silence Found In Many Expressive Systems: Poems

A vibrant, kaleidoscopic improvisation on the broken body and questing spirit, from "one of the wisest and most insightful poets in the country" (Ron Charles, Washington Post Book Club). "I was living in a high-maintenance loneliness," Alice Fulton writes of a devastating accident, and her poems express both reverence and impatience as they search for a brightness palpable as the dark. The result is a brilliant coloratura on the senses. Fulton evokes phantom aromas of vanished perfumes, flowers