These poems of intimate memory and sure-handed imagination survey the human condition with a tender, compassionate, and unflinching gaze. They take place in the world of the daily — they eat, dress, make love, ponder, remember, mourn, and observe. They know some things about life that are hard to put into words, and for those things, they find words, and more. Chana Bloch’s poems carry their reader into a hard-won, music-ripened wisdom.
– Jane Hirshfield