A Hummingbird in the Garage

In Heather Ann Shepard's poem My Mother's Bones she asks if there is A place where we can ask the questions that no one is willing to answer. She created that place in the poems of A Hummingbird in the Garage her new collection filled with surprise grace the weight of absence and loss and a love for all the inter-woven parts of the world. Whether it's the surprise of a hummingbird out-of-place in a garage or the grass remembering your footprints her poems time and time again make/something/completely new. In Grace she says I think this is what grace sounds like. Reading A Hummingbird in the Garage who could answer anything but yes? - Antonio Vallone Publisher MAMMOTH books; Poetry editor Pennsylvania English