"Rosalie Calabrese guides us through the mixed emotions of motherhood, including its joys and celebrations, but also its thorns, which make her acutely aware, 'Though temporarily relieved, / I dread what's left unsaid.' The unspoken silences take the reader on a journey beneath the darkness, where her young son grew up, married and is, 'Always with me now ... / Not in body ... the last image of you / Lying in that box like a stuffed doll, / Muscle and bone discharged to science.' With clarity, purpose, great poignancy and economy, Calabrese prays for hope and comfort, for a life and loss so...