Leap Thirty

Some poems are windows, little illuminations, strangers' houses lit at night. Some poems are departures or arrivals, a push or pull toward a place or idea or truth. Some are brief dances, spaces for movement and expression and exploration. I think of them all as invitations: come inside, look at this, join me, head that way, let's see where this might lead. This visceral debut collection is a dance across the decades. In thirty spare and gripping poems, Diane Lowell Wilder recasts midlife as a s