| Summary: | "In this collection Andrea Potos exults in images of luminous earthly beauty - a blue scarf lake, Greek bread that tastes of heaven and salt, cobbled streets shining like jet in the rain - that also hint at the inevitability of loss. In these poems, Potos prepares to watch her daughter leave home and then takes us with her and the daughter on her journey to Greece and into the mountains of her ancestors, where eventually they arrive to the ruin that was once the home of her beloved grandfather. There is a sense of resilience in the talismans she evokes - cut fresh lemons and olive oil, stars in the sky that light up the stones at night, and of course, the stones themselves - that image by image bring past and the present together to offer a deep and expansive sense of home."--Back cover.
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