I'm not entirely sure what to say in response to this book. I'm left wondering what is happening in her life, shall I ask, what dark time are these for her? Many of these poems seem to come from a place within her that cannot contain their severity, a place that is all at once angry and content for what it feels. And yet at times the poems seem to convey that she wishes she was something more than this life, and then that she is more than this life. It can feel like a juggle between having an understanding for being human and then being so displaced from humanity she feels like something else. These poems also seem born from the interactions between the different sides of herself. I can appreciate her sharing with us that she and herself are not the same. 
 I must add however, the very last poem in this book "The changing of the seasons is life and death seen gently" is favorite poem in this collection. I was pleasantly surprised when I got to it and for the way it ended it a collection that made me feel as though this woman is in herself and her life but not always and then too much. This poem perhaps brings so much of the book before it together. Where I asked before what dark times they were for her, I ask is this how you feel about it all, the less than gentle side of nature being that which is human?