This week, I read Hollow Out by Kelsea Habecker. In these searing poems, Ms. Habecker translates snow and its oblivion, ice, and the far north’s many extremes into relationships–in the village, in the home. The book took me on a trip geographically and emotionally.
My favorite poem in this book is “A Bird That’s Come Home,” the way it moves from scene to scene and weaves the images of eggs and flight while unflinchingly exploring anger, hurt, and where they lead.
But that’s just one poem. To feel the full power, to take the journey, it’s worth reading the entire collection.