Hotel Domilocos: Poems

In the opening poem of this generous richly detailed collection guests at a tropical hotel push their tables together after dinner and sit their stories side by side until they blend into something better the good eclipsing the bad. So it is with Hotel Domilocos as a whole. This book plunges us first into fecund semi-tropical Central America then into harsh high-desert Eastern Oregon each place with its struggles for livelihood its efforts at community its straining toward connection of women and men. Both places feel deeply known. Over the rest of the book she takes us to other places and to various periods of her life. She looks at whats right before her whats around her and whats brought her there. She looks with great anxiety and with yearning for hope to the welfare of Earth and the overall shape of her life. The intensity of her attention and the urgency of her desire to find or construct meaning are made palpable in the poems thickly textured sound and sharply focused images. Their characters and landscapes enlarge our experience and impress themselves on our memory.