Poetry. Badgers at dusk, the dark bird of a dream or an omen, white-robed nuns—in this, the follow-up to her Walt Whitman-Award-winning collection, The Cult of the Right Hand, Elaine Terranova paints a world in chiaroscuro. Hers is a vision that moves from the shadows of everyday life to its brighter sparks of meaning. The central characters are ourselves and our alter egos, one whole and flowering in the world, the other damaged. Whether in narrative or in lyric revelation, the poet assumes many voices, each telling of human longing and how it is answered. Damaged are the abused children fleeing with their mother in "Rush Hour," the disfigured young woman of "The Line," the woman awaiting diagonosis of the lump in her breast. These cautionary tales reveal a courage of spirit that outshines our vulnerability and even the limits of love to protect us.