It is not beautiful, this dying,
but it is what this god has for a tool.
—from "Blood Harmony"
Jim Moore's sixth collection—loving and grief-ridden—bears down on loss and how to render it in art with clarity enough to outlast our small, brief lives. Through the anguish of a mother's death, the ravaged beauty of foreign landscapes, and the turmoil of political misrule, these poems arrive at both elegy and celebration for human limitations.