These powerful poems are like wrecked pastorals whose narrator seeks temporary pleasure in wit, form, rhyme, or the borrowed weekend house. Inching toward consolation in the face of sudden loss, the poet examines the reconfigured world. The elegies are like conversations overheard or recounted dreams: full of portent and mystery.Despite Goodyears gift for wordplay, she is at base not a poet of revenge but one of loss and loveof sentiment frozen by insight. . . .With talent this apparent, the heart will always have room for more from [Goodyear].Haunted, ruthless, tenderscary-cool and edgy-smart. . . . The most breathtaking debut in years!A wry and dark debut of sharply compressed lyrics by a precocious new voice in poetry.