The Bird You Are

<p>I'd like to be a painter writes Lisa Dart in these brief stunning portraits. Each prose-poem is addressed epistle-like to her mother as though the once strikingly beautiful red-head now diminished by illness loss and age into a white-haired rarely lucid woman might explain the inexplicable truths of their entwined and tragic history. A train's evening-lit passing sheepskin ankle boots with snow melting on their tread the pulse of an emergency room heart monitor- this lyrical and searing language paints a moving picture of the painful but ultimately loving relationship at the fluttering heart of this collection.</p>