博客來The world is full of mysteries: things that appear on our path momentarily and then are gone. The poems in All We Can Do Is Name Them pay close attention to both the surprising and the ordinary mysteries of life, responding with praise, longing, grief and gratitude.
From deer that materialize on a frozen pond to the call of an invisible owl, from the experience of mothering to love found and lost, this collection catalogs what is holy-the darkness right up next to the light. Always mindful of the inevitability of endings, still the poet insists on seeking what is true, urgent, and beautiful, however brief. The poems ask, ＂What do we owe for such uncountable wonders?＂
