This is Rob Whitbeck's second collection, which much like his first, provides beautiful insight into the lives of Eastern Oregon loggers, farmers, and factory workers. Unlike the previous collection, this one seems to focus on Whitbeck's ancestors (I'm assuming).
Like Oregon Sojourn, I loved this collection. One of my favorite poems is "Cedere." Here are a few stanzas from it:
I've studied ruby lichen and then golden iris that surrounds the black pupil of a goat's eye, the black one must enter to start over.
After decades in the desert I begin to smell rainwinds long before they dampen ash and wash the arroyos.
I also loved the Postscript to this book and am sure I will read this collection again and pass out the Postscript to my poetry writing students. There is sage advice in it.