When I Smoked Pot with my Daughter

In When I Smoked Pot with My Daughter, Shelley Townsend-Hudson's poems are still, clear pools that refresh because they come so directly from the source. Of raising daughters, it could be said, "it's complicated," but she says so much more. On one level, they are easy to understand; on another, emotional level, they challenge us. Also, there are images that delight, as when "hail popcorned off the deck." Delicious! - DON RIGGS,   Shelley Townsend-Hudson graces us with a collection of tender