Waiting Out the Storm

<p><em>Not till we are lost in other words not till we have lost the world do we begin to find ourselves and realize where we are and the infinite extent of our relations. - Henry David Thoreau</em></p><p><br></p><p>Poems on death grief and gratitude dedicated to the memory of MaryAnne Siok.</p><p><br></p><p>Reflecting on the sudden loss of a close friend author Jen Payne returns as she does in her past books <em>LOOK UP! </em>and <em>Evidence of Flossing</em> to the solace of nature. On the opening pages she allows the poet Rilke to remind the reader Through the empty branches the sky remains. It is what you have. Be earth now and evensong. Be the ground lying under that sky. Written from the shoreline of Connecticut and the wide and windswept beaches of Cape Cod this book is an intimate look at life transitions and how we cope with the unexpected.</p>