Winter Fruit

Like marks in thin graphic strokes Beclee Wilson composes a moving suite of elegiac poems attuned to empty spaces to love to the passage of time and to what endures. -Arthur Sze A sweetness runs through these quiet poems--sadness and the color of a garden of a river rippling by of oak leaves and tree lichen. Things that are true that last that pass away: secrets too good to shout. -Norman Fischer Winter Fruit is a collection poems--intimate and accessible deep and touched with a soft irony. Beclee Wilson places life experience nature and the writing of poetry under a magnifying glass and ponders what nourishes. There is a harvest to be gathered from these poems-- a way to wisdom and endurance made accessible by a wise woman. There are times words create impression a sort of permanence out of fragile existence...