“blue-gold sky, fresh cloud, emerald-black mountain, trees on rocky ledges, on the summit, the tiny pin of a telephone tower-all brilliantly clear, in shadow and out. and on and through everything everywhere the sun shines without reservation (p. 97)” — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“oh. she heard it too-no waters coursing, canyon empty, sun soundless- and the beast your life nowhere hiding (p. 103)” — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“blue-gold sky, fresh cloud, emerald-black mountain, trees on rocky ledges, on the summit, the tiny pin of a telephone tower-all brilliantly clear, in shadow… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still the… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
“once ruffle-skirted vanity table where I primped at thirteen, opening drawers to a private chaos of eyeshadows lavender teal sky-blue, swarms of hair pins… — Barbara Blatner Copy Share Image
