by Richard Motycka

Eva Miodownik Oppenheim's lyrics have always confronted the natural world with a nuanced simplicity and calm reflection reminiscent of haiku and Buddhist meditations. The careful reader will detect in these last poems the occasional elegiac hint among her carefully observed pastorals and cityscapes. Truly a wondrous legacy from a wonderful poet.

Richard Motycka, Adjunct Professor of English, SUNY Nassau

by Ted Bookey

A first-rate poet is always marked by an utterly distinct angle of vision and a razor-sharp stylistic edge, unmistakable from the first line laid down. You always recognize it when you see it; a great poem has to function like a black hole, demanding our entire attention, drawing all light into itself.

This is Eva's best (though, alas, last) book yet. She has gotten better and better, though the past remains with its wonders undiminished. These painterly layered poems stop me in my tracks.