<p><strong><em>From the foreword by</em> <em>editor </em>Rebecca Kinzie Bastian</strong>: "Susan Riley Clarke left this plane of existence before her work was assembled in any formal way; she didn't leave a manuscript, or collection, just scraps of writing, poems published in literary journals, and word documents in no particular order. Incredibly, in the midst of her own grief, her daughter, Megan Hart, started sorting and collecting every bit of her mother's writing she could find-journal pages, handwritten notes, magazines, computer files-and put them together in a tender pile for me to arrange and edit. . . .The resulting book is a love letter. A story of generations; a memory song; a tribute to time, change, loss, the way this earth both includes and spins away from us. It is a celebration of life. Susan's writing is lyrical, muscular, evocative. Her striking voice stays true, year after year, and tells the story of her mother, her children, her own life, like a timeless fable we recognize and participate in."</p><p></p><p></p><p></p>