"Smallen deftly uses the heartbreaking power of plain language to allow the hard fact of loss to intrude upon her lovely meditations....Over the course of the book, Smallen transforms snow from a metaphor for loss to a 'mythology of joy,'" Minneapolis Star Tribune .
Literal and imaginary classifications of snow lyrically delineate and frame poems about presence, memory, erasure, making, and meaning. Four of the poems in this collection have been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, and ten have been anthologized. As Alison Hawthorne Deming notes, "Smallen writes with resonant clarity . . . work that beautifully marries attention and evanescence."
This book is yes, a lyrical study of snow, but also so much more: mood—a bleak midwinter of the soul; narrative—the loss of the self after the loss of a long relationship; place—deep snow on snow; and most of all, art, image, language.
I don’t normally read an entire book of poetry in one sitting, but this is one book I could not let go of. It is all of one piece, even if it isn’t. I am completely captivated. I have found a new beloved poet. Who knew there was so much to say about snow?