The Violet Hour

In The Violet Hour, Eileen Cohen Silver offers a luminous, musically inflected meditation on love, loss, and memory. These poems move with the rhythms of jazz-Miles Davis, Billie Holiday, saxophones and cellos weaving through bedrooms, beaches, snowy streets, and the ghost-lit edges of family and friendship. With cinematic detail and lyrical restraint, she captures the ache of absence-a lost lover, a dying friend, grown sons-rendering each with fierce tenderness and sensual immediacy. Her language is clear, evocative, and deeply human, striking a tone that is elegiac but never sentimental.