The Water Books: Poems

Whether in Pittsburgh - car gliding over the Boulevard of the Allies, 'nightrivers,' the Monongahela, 'window's silver foiling' and reflections of the Hot Metal Bridge - or thinking simply of moments in childhood, Rome, an ancient garden - Judith Vollmer's poems in The Water Books seamlessly wander through time. In writing, Vollmer reflects on the passing of time, and in reading, we start to remember the daily rhythms of being alive.