What moves me most about Cinders of My Better Angels is how it illuminates our ordinary lives, how it depicts that illness makes us not less ourselves, but more so. In this incisive collection, direct, smart, darkly humorous poetry mines the gems of our fragile mortality with courageous, resolute spirit. Through Michael Magee's superb mastery of craft, the speaker of the poems and the readers become as one, all of us united under the same moon's watchful eye, afflicted yet determined, ailing yet healing, "hoping for rescue to come along / in the shape of a period." -Lana Hechtman Ayers,...