<p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">In&nbsp;</span><em style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">Winter Sharp with Apples</em><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">, Annette Sisson's poetic gifts are on full display. Her language is crisp and clean-a readability that's instructive, a readability rich with emotional and intellectual pleasures. I often found myself delighted by a line or an image, then felt myself pulled into a nexus of thinking and feeling. Her language is layered, resonant. Her gaze is attentive to the natural world and family. But she knows that the natural world has cycles; time will diminish flesh and bonds. Her poems summon forth the intimacies that illuminate, that shape our lives. Sisson is a marvelous poet. Her poems-deftly built, deeply felt-remind us love is what endures.</span></p><p><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">-Eduardo C. Corral,&nbsp;</span><em style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">Guillotine</em><span style="color: rgba(0, 0, 0, 1)">&nbsp;(2020)</span></p>