Wow. Just... wow.

Of the 30 poems in this volume, there wasn't one that I didn't enjoy. I have three definite favourites, though, so I'll briefly mention those:

2. Stars
I fell in love with this poem in the first stanza. It's just so beautiful and perfectly captures the mystery and comfort of the night.

11. To Imagination
I actually want a print of this to put up somewhere because she speaks so perfectly of what imagination is and why it is so essential, both to the individual and the whole world. So much love for this.

22.
It's only four lines, so I'll put it here:

Woods you need not frown on me
Spectral trees that so dolefully
Shake your heads in the dreary sky
You need not mock so bitterly

I don't know what exactly it is about this one; maybe it's that it's unlike any other depiction of a forest that I've read. Either way, I love it.